Apr 26, 2009
Berlin: City of Stones
Just another sign I'm forgetful . I lit a candle, cleaned the apartment and left the house for nine hours. The candle never even entered my mind, until I came home and saw the flame still flickering, and, thankfully, not burning down the complex. I fear, however, the scent of vanilla has permanently melded with everything in this apartment.
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