WORLD OF TUNNEY

(via GIPHY)

Despite the kindness in their eyes, their intentions were fast and cruel and brutal. We ran, escaping their poisonous effluvium, while at the same time intrigued by their aura of sweetness...

She was tired of bad news. All she wanted was to walk to Coney Island and bask in the shade of its many sentimental amusements...

The lovers walked through the hazardous park. Alas, the winter night was warm and the expected snow never fell.

Goodnight, eyeball. I remember this angel with hair of long flowing marbel...

Once she found what she had been looking for, she became obsessed. She could think of nothing else. The world around her faded. All that mattered was what she held in her hands.

They walked very silently. We did not see them, then it was too late.

Last night, she was very determined.

We awoke early in the morning, feeling both confused and delighted....

The autumn is both melancholy and deeply exhilarating in a quiet, windy kind of way...

Yes, but who do you love more? Me? Or the phone...

Down in the subway, the water would not stop.

I have been numb and despondent this whole weekend ...

The morning opens....