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Sign Language
Posted by piphunt on June 1, 2010 in Adventures of Pip
Tweet “Voiles sanc,” mmm…. 5-sanc-cinco- shit. I could feel the sweat dripping down my faces as I stuttered between staggered breathes. I held out five fingers. “Calm down,” said the backpacking man in carriage 5, seat 42, on the 14:15 train to London St. Pancreas. “Train 5?” “Yes, I think this is my seat,” I …read the rest
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