The street was empty. No single trace of a special day, not even a red pair that makes you look stupid (and unloved) if you walk alone. Lovers must have been unoccupied of exchanging flowers. Or it could have been tikoy is more popular in the market than a flower because it is cheaper. Poor love, must be? But shouldn't year of the tiger be bullish (or tigerish)? Well, I don't care! I'm in my beloved city of durian for flake and...love-what else! It was a weekend, I'd say. A great one! Good heavens. It created Valentine's day. Until next, my love :)
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