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[...] An old man walked by and, seeing the look on our faces, cried, "AH! AMOR!" Later, you took me to the Mojave Desert, full of ocotillo and sage, where the dunes migrate in the wind and sunrises are a purple that is also orange, and hiked me to the highest spine of hte tallest dune.
it's weird but i can really see this picture: the old man walking by, sun behind them, the girl on the bench smiling wryly with a suppressed earnestness
[...] An old man walked by and, seeing the look on our faces, cried, "AH! AMOR!" Later, you took me to the Mojave Desert, full of ocotillo and sage, where the dunes migrate in the wind and sunrises are a purple that is also orange, and hiked me to the highest spine of hte tallest dune.
it's weird but i can really see this picture: the old man walking by, sun behind them, the girl on the bench smiling wryly with a suppressed earnestness