08 September 2011

Aphrodite in a denim mini-skirt

Hey, it was not a hassle-free morning. It was hot. The supermercado was busy and carting a six-pack of beer was paining my shoulder. And my ankles were more than a bit iffy. I’d changed some money (always better to do it in a local exchange rather than a bank). So I was hot and sweaty by the time I made it to my favoured pub in the village.

But I’d barely unloaded my rucksack and sat down under the umbrella, when without any prompting a vision of loveliness appeared with a pint of the foaming liquid. It cost me 2 euros, but it was the best 2 euros I spent that day. I don’t even know the maiden’s name, but she made an old man quite happy.

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