“...skinny jeans wearing 20 something year old with a Grizzly Adams beard and a man bun who had walked up and stood close enough that his flannel shirt was touching me.”
LIKE
Should I have mentioned that it smelled like he had been hugging a woman drenched in patchouli?
His girlfriend, shopping over in the Birkenstock section:
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)
