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the ebbing sea, pounding waves, starry starry night, and the occasional shooting star, standing here alone...

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

It was a fresh new term n julian was sipping cofi wif his usual group of mongers. gossiping n ogling at the constant flow of beauties in out of arts canteen. being the weird man as he is, he suddenly caught sight of a nice colorful bag. the design which i hv 4gotten but which he'l always hv fond memories of. coz it is the bag which'l lead him to his fantasy n which is more popularly known as the Mambo bag.


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