Thursday, October 22nd, 2009
sleeping past 2am, i dreamt of the earth losing its gravity & the ocean pouring out into space
Prowlers of the night comes out to ZOUK only moments before midnight, perhaps to catch the last precious minutes before the end of the Happy Hour. The taut of youth, the hopeful faces unstained by disdain and body unbulged by aging dance precariously on the dance floor.
When you are packed like sardines, the concept of [...]