Dear Memories of my Melancholy Whores,
Love is a peculiar thing. We never know when it will strike, and for you it was 90 years old. I enjoyed seeing the change in you as love grew and changed. I’m glad I got the chance to meet you.
Dear Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde,
I’m glad we finally met! You definitely spooked me out and left me with a distinct impression. I wouldn’t mind meeting Dr. Jekyll again, however, Mr. Hyde will not be invited.
I would love to sleep in the ocean, it sounded so peaceful and wonderful. You awaken my desire for space travel and poke at my imagination. Thank you for sharing such an original story.