I never marry with that foul and fishy and cruel and conscienceless and unscrupulous and ghastly and gang girl that more than 25 years ago I’d received her marriage okay with me. Her old fashioned and nauseous name was faeze and she came from kashan city too. Because: She has postponed...
Only the outlines of figures could be seen, like shadows blurred in the background. A man behind a counter, a few people spread among eight or so tables, moving slowly, making their time last in beats. It seemed quiet to me, as though anyone on the inside could be sheltered from the...
None of this of true, for me or the majority of tea drinkers. Coffee did make me feel nauseous, though I knew with time I could get used to it. Tea was just a lighter, gentler buzz. It was a more affordable hobby. Mashable Top Stories ...