Can anyone please tell me where I can find a trash bin in this country? It’s been about 20 minutes of searching and I still have my empty chocolate milk carton and donut wrappers in hand. I’m not in the countryside; I’m actually in a major city with plenty of stores and restaurants [...]
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The clock beside my head reads 11:45am. A dull ache reaches from behind my eyes and spreads through my entire body. The liquor from another all night wild time in Kiyamachi refuses to leave my system and all I want to do is get a little rest. The two tabs of aspirin refuse to work [...] |
 
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