Discontinuous

When the evening comes, suspended dust of the city starts to descend with the moisture, condense into fluid fog. We gathered at the French windows, waiting for this moment. Waiting for being lifted up by the fog becoming dense and dense. When it starts flowing, slowly, and taking us to everywhere.

Thursday, March 31, 2005

日本語入力テスト


これは日本語の入力テストです。
いや、タイピングの試験ではありません。（寒）

この記事が見えるなら、日本語で書き込みできるということです。
っていうか、日本語で書き込む人いますか...？？

posted by katsura @ 4:30:00 PM  

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