> When the sun goes down the heat, leaves falling, colors changing earthy tones. It is time to get closer, sweaty boxes of techno-logic music, rubbing naked bodies to forget how cold hearts can be. Smells: cigarettes, alcohol and whatever else is in the air, clubbing-like. Family times are valued now, to dance, to love and to make love, not babies. Fragrances to remind distant dear ones. Times are changing, the speed is faster, memories are shorter, but one thing we will always remember, the scent of remarkabale stories, great ones - toilet tales. Running waters of queerness extravagance. Don't be free, be aware..and just be. <

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