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2001-11-05 || 10:33 a.m. || jules et jim || it was like 'jules and jim.' but i am by no stretch jeanne moreau. and there was no kind of sordid love triangle, or jumping off bridges. just the parts having to do with frolicking in parks. racing across walkways and collapsing in laughing heaps. charmed silence and hands resting on shoulders. instead of bicycle riding there was walking at night to the gas station to buy mgd. instead of the villa by the beach there was the house on mcgee street, staying up late and smoking in the living room. kind of like jules and jim and catherine, at least that's what it feels like. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |