thank you. all of you.
We meet Mojo's, a coffee place on 'The Drag'.
We took a right and walked to Le Fun, an aracde.
Upon entering I took the right fork, Mysh (Mischa, aka my brother)took the left. Meeting back at the front.
Mysh, xmas morning faced, exclaimed "They're for sale"
"Yeh, but no Air hockey" I reply.
He tilted his head to right, confused. "They...are....for...sale" he said, as if i didn't understand.
We walked back to Mojo's, the whole way I spoke about life goals. Mysh remained silent. I thought he was listening. I thought.
I stopped ranting.
Silence.
walking.
walking.
From inside, mysh said "I'm really thinking..." My ears perked up "...about buying Ms Pacman."
-krilov out
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