gnoll's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- paris in spring In the No-Frills grocery store the asian family was at the check out with their food stuffs moving along the conveyor. the father had fashioned a bomb into a red frisbee and kept holding the conveyor button until the frisbee slid down the slot that took all of the parcels and luggage to the plane. His wife and child had no idea he was a terrorist. the plane ride to paris was terribly long and uncomfortable, i felt like i was suffocating, i just wanted to stretch out so bad. my hotel room was on the 150th floor and from the window i thought i could see toronto, a small line on the horizon, but i then realised that it was just that paris was so expansive. monuments in all directions, some of them so large they were almost at eye level from where i stood in my room. i wished i was still into skating, you wouldnt believe all of the perfect height, perfectly waxed curbs they had over there. 1:35 a.m. - 2001-05-06 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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