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My nose is runny. I may need to pick up some Dayquil. I will have to fill my pockets with toilet paper. It is so relieving blowing one’s nose.
Musette’s masturbating when I get back from taking Charleston on his walk. She uses the blankets, and it’s impossible to sleep while she’s doing it. I prefer to do something outside the bed until she is done.
I switch my grey jacket for my black one and my work shoes for my casual. I feel Parisian again and see more clearly the path which Hawaii proceeds.
I take one more hit of black god.
Another sip of Absolut Citron from a Fireball shot glass.
And I brush my teeth.
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