Riding into the sunset; wings of glory. Graceful unity...night ride. No holds bar, freedom release. Reaching for the stars. Grasp a wish and hold on tight; get ready for the ride of your life. Golden friendship, endless summer..
Tonight my friend and neighbor Amber is having a goodbye party. She's been living in the first house on our little street, a house that random people will refer to as the "unicorn house". Our house, along with this one and another in between, is owned by the same people. They were build in the 1920's, which in the States is considered VERY old. When my roommates moved here they were told that all three houses were going to be knocked down within six months, and that they could do practically whatever they wanted with them- thus the paintings. It has now been 2 years and due to the financial crisis it seems like these houses will keep going strong for some more time!
Can't wait to have some margaritas now...
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Great post! I've ridden my bike by this house a dozen times and always wondered what it was all about! Thanks!
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