Sunday, May 12, 2013
Junkyard 4, Week 1
My roommates and I stumble half-drunk onto Via Giustolo outside an old, worn-down theater. A gray Fiat in the streetlamps catches my eye, and I see a couple in the front seat locked in a long kiss. Eyes averted, I hurry my companions away to give them some privacy. When I cast my eye over my shoulder, the woman has stepped from the passenger door, and the man watches after her as she totters away on precarious heels.
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Kinda wanna steal this image really hard.
ReplyDeleteThis could be see in a longer piece of course because it's just a great image. I would like to see you write a hypothetical (thus epic) situation about the two lovers being seen by drunk Americans. Would I like to see the girl on tottering heels fall? Yes. Yes I would. You could also write about the emotional impact of seeing a couple in their intimacy while you were also drunk (which could be used as a variation of intimacy albeit with a group of other peoples). It's just got a lot of possibilities and I'm jealous of you finding it and unearthing this, just to be perfectly honest.