It’s definitely time for another perfumed, lethal dance party now that I can dance on these legs of mine again.
Possible contenders currently include:
Love Goddess Of The Cannibals
Eros & Psycho
Whatever the chosen theme, I shall be soliciting your suggestions x
Periodically, usually twice a year or so, in various locations around Tokyo, Yokohama and Kamakura, the D and I will host an event. In the whirl of work and every day living, of catching the train, getting off the train, getting back on the train, of tapping the same old keys on the computer screen, walking back up the hill and getting into bed; getting up again, putting on the coffee, washing the coffee pot, getting back in the shower and ironing your shirt, checking your workbag and plugging in your phone, clocking in at the office, months and months can go by living in your own little world without catching up with people. I am a solitary creature in my own way and definitely do need my space ( we both have entirely different work schedules and basically only properly see each other three days a week), but you…
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