Thursday, April 10, 2014

10.04.14

Tonight at language exchange a girl I met last time gave me such a sweet little ricecake with a heart on it.

We went home together last time and I bought some for us to share so she was repaying the favour in a totally unexpected way.

I ate it on the way to the subway, so chuffed by the simple gesture of friendship that the ricecake represented.


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