Behind every window there's a story.
I look at windows as I drive past houses, and I wonder what stories are there. What fascinating plots. What secrets are hidden. What no one talks about.
We read novels, and we don't realize that there may be an even more shocking story in the house next door.
Or our own, if we paused to think about it.
1 comment:
in my life, i don't know who has it worse, my neighbors or i.
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