Yoshida no. 1 by ~sonsofloki

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The number scrawled on the piece of paper by Madison's feet.
Next to her, on the freeway, big dirty trucks whooshed past. What a fucking racket! She squatted down like a quarterback and peeled the paper off the asphalt with her pink fingernails, folded it, put it in her bag.
The motel reminded her of her father, still illicitly puffing away in his hospital bed despite the emphysema. This dump was clearly headed for failure, but it kept going out of something that could be interpreted either as noble persistence or pig-headed arrogance. She crossed the expanse of the car park, heels clicking on the hot black surface. She looked down, a
| I'm a writer! I'm also studying Japanese and English at the University of Leeds. I'm spending the 2009/10 academic year in Tokyo, Japan, which should be a lark. I'm currently about halfway through the first draft of "The World Turned Upside Down", a novel about youth and revolution. |