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Hollow-Holler
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May 12, 2013 - 9:17
Every day I: drank 6 beers, at least, but more; ate at Pizza Hut for almost every break fast (which happened around 2 PM); trod the town like a dog off a leash, sniffing for dresses to sell, and equally, for memories. I cried all the time.
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