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It's 5 o'clock in the afternoon, sun is setting and the street lights are beginning to flicker on, one right after the other. You walk in your little messy house and see the old brown lay-z chair that you got on sale at the fleet market for exactly $3.50 facing west infront of a large window that has broken blinds, with your eyes fixaded on the chair you think "the same old friend that has been with me for as long as I can remember, always there to comfort me after a long dull day of nothing". You greet your only trusty friend by snugily sitting on it with no hesitation and stare out the window. The window which is a portal that lets you see the empty shells, the hollow that dwell in the night, the ones who "regular empties", as you refer to people, reject. These dwellers of the night are not your ordinary empties, no, these empties are the ones who seek lust and thrills, the ones you hesitate to stare when walking down the dark empty streets at night, the ones you fear. These empties are the ones you blame for not being able to go out at night, not that you ever do anyway. So you sit back, relax and enjoy your evening thrill and eagerly watch the "Night dwelling Empties", for you gave yourself the right to name the show, you tune to this channel every evening and watch the empties deal with their problems and frustrations, why shouldnt you have the right to name this channel! you think to yourself, as the show is ready to begin......
TO BE CONTINUED!
 shoki_tora · Tue Nov 10, 2009 @ 06:23pm · 0 Comments |
