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Lula Stocch - Another Good Doggy - Hunt4K
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like a
on the phone
no one
in the park
i would
listen to
on t
I was
to me
together again
The Room
The Phone
in the
next to
-
lula
Stocch
Another
good
doggy
Hunt4K
TOO
many
attractive
Women
little
time
I
was
Sitting
In
the
park
Restless
Lost
My
own
Thoughts
Next
To
Me
A
woman
talking
on
phone
Confident
Carefree
Voice
as
If
Whole
world
Obliged
Listen
Her
Without
meaning
she
Drawing
Attention
herself
not
Direct
WAY
but
that
SOME
People
Space
It
LATER
Fate
brought
Us
TOGETHER
Again
What
Seemed
like
Simple
encounter
instantly
Became
complicated
There
Partner
Tired
Frustrated
Clearly
beaten
down
By
LIFE
Tension
FILLED
room
no
one
said
Exactly
they
Were
Thinking
Everyone
something
Changing
T
about
Explicit
Or
clear
Exchanges
rather
an
uncomfortable
Dynamic
where
pride
need
and
silence
more
than
any
Words
each
person
Took
Role
Could
Left
WHEN
Everything
Decided
Leaving
BEHIND
Scene
Longer
Would
never
forget
Description:
Too many attractive women, too little time. I was sitting in the park, restless, lost in my own thoughts. Next to me, a woman was talking on the phone in a confident, carefree voice, as if the whole world was obliged to listen to her. Without meaning to, she was drawing attention to herself. Not in a direct way, but in the way that some people occupy space without realizing it. Later, fate brought us together again. What seemed like a simple encounter instantly became complicated. There was her partner: tired, frustrated, clearly beaten down by life. Tension filled the room. No one said exactly what they were thinking, but everyone understood that something was changing. It wasn't about explicit agreements or clear exchanges, but rather an uncomfortable dynamic where pride, need, and silence weighed more than any words. Each person took on the role they could sustain. I left when everything was decided, leaving behind a scene that no longer belonged to me, but one I would never forget.
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