A tiny sound floated through the dusky hours of a Sunday evening. A sound of the tiniest purring engines and maybe plastic. I stole through the house with my camera, happening upon romance as my toy cars idled closely, admiring the crimson heat beneath cardboard palms.
4 responses
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Ingz gave props (20 Jul 2009):
absolutely stunning!
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Sumedh Prasad gave props (29 Aug 2009):
This is really beautiful!
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Marty McAuliff gave props (20 Sep 2009):
Killer. I'll vote.
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Manon Boily gave props (11 Nov 2009):
that's an imaginative picture! well done
