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| this page is dedicated to the colour red. red because... heather bought these red glasses and i got bored one night and took a bunch of photos. red because... it denotes many things... mostly bad... and this is a bad idea executed badly |
| seeing red; the fridge door was left slightly ajar, inside the soured milk beckoned to my cup of coffee... |
| ...moments later it fell in thick clumps from the carton. now it was my mouth that hung ajar. seconds later i was seeing red |
| paint the town red; it was a saturday. i think. the end of october and i'm sure it's not supposed to be this cold. anyway i'm meeting heather somewhere in saitama. i should've gone home first but my suit's wool so i didn't. hours later the city blurs in the moisture spread across the cement. the red traffic signal blinks, but it doesn't look like paint to me |
| in the red; i work five days a week which is pretty standard. some weeks ii even work six... or seven... but i'm still in the red. |
| going red; i tripped, fell. my pants wet i stood going red |
| turning red; being happy is good so let's share more. |
| red rum; not liking dark rum or white rum i went searching for red rum thinking that it might make a nice mixer with coke. the man in the store laughed and rode away on his trike. |
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