Crabbing
Out there in hunger. Looking for what that suits the taste. Went round in circles. Sat without a signboard. It tastes awful the tastebud says, with tiny bullet buns that comes with it.
Only by the beach can you smell the shells. It's definitely red hot, had a watering mouth atmosphere and a satiated myself and my beloved wife at the end of the day. Till we go crabbing again. It's delicious and nowhere else but here.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Pincers For A Taste
Posted by desquire at 8:28 AM
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