I knew it was a mistake, but it was a mistake I liked making, and making mistakes was my middle name - when I didn't get it wrong (on purpose).
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You know how it is when you wake up hung-over and handcuffed in the back of a car with no driver bouncing down the side of a hill to certain oblivion below, and you have a cigarette between your lips but no way of lighting it? 'No,' she whispered.
People (Abe) complained the last entry was two sentences, but I still insist it reads as one... ;)
