"...there were rows upon rows of pews, old oak polished to a shine--and far, far above that, the flight of gray stone carved into arches. Pillars formed shadowed corridors; windows soared on the wall beyond. The flagstones gleamed. There was sunlight all around and dust in the air and a stillness that had weight."
In my town, there are two streets named Tenth and Rose. At first I thought that was cute. then my sister pointed out that these two streets can never touch because they’re exactly parallel to one another. Parallel…. never touch…
…are you even serious
WHY WOULD YOU POST SOMETHING LIKE THIS.
…That’s absolutely awful.
…are you even serious
whoever named these streets just… D:
This is funny yet heart breaking at the same time…
HAHAHAHHAHHAHAH! I shouldn’t be laughing, but that is hilarious!