Tuesday, 14 June 2016

Time For a Postcard 13.

marcononville

Marco is pleased to see us, it’s midnight thirty.

We drove in circles.

Then we walked in circles.

He showed us to the room.

Orange room.

He gave us three keys.

The front door on the street.

The front door on the floor.

The door of the Orange room.

It’s almost 2a.m.

Which floor was it?

I think he said two.

Maybe it was three.

This key doesn’t open any.

Someone’s talking behind that one.

Knock.

Who’s there?

Hello.

Where are you from, France? Spain? England?

Lost.


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