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Hôtel Costes: Crave you - Flight Facilities featuring Giselle (Stephane Pompougnac Remix)
She sat alone on a hill, before her stretched field upon field of grass and moss and some trees at the bottom, and a house. Further along there were hedges that lined the countryside like a patchwork quilt. A walk had seemed like a good idea, but she wasn’t sure how long to stay there, now she was at the top of the hill, with the wind making a racket in her ears. How long did people usually stay at their destination once they’d completed their meaningful walk to somewhere with a nice view, like when you run a bath and once your in you need to get out because you aren’t feeling it, and you waste the bath water. Beside the sea she could sit for at least an hour without getting restless, the sound of the waves crashing against the stone pebbles calmed her, but not here, with her hair blowing a whiplash into her face and her eyes watering. So instead she laughed at herself, she thought about staring at a lake to fix your ‘’1st world problems’’, whilst an indie folk singer played a dreary ballad in your head. Maybe this is why people have dogs, she thought, so that they don’t look like muppets when they need to go stare at the countryside for a good half hour.
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