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Memories

  She went through the album slowly, letting the tip of her fingers go from one picture to the next, as if she could make a braille reading of their past together. The first time we met… She murmured as she stared at his ever disarming smile. She didn’t believe in love at first sight…… Continue reading Memories

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Good memories…

  I am not an autograph chaser… never been. When we went to Toronto last October, I brought my latest Mew album +- along, just as a lucky charm. I wasn’t expecting to meet with any member of the band. At the very last minute, just before getting seated in front of Lee’s Palace, I…… Continue reading Good memories…