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i have a shite, heinous, perilous commute, and i park behind Buca di Beppo, next door to the dealership....and walk around the back ...In the morning, I walk through a fog of ode de dumpster...and at night, (assuming i get out before they close) I walk through a wave of garlic and hunger pheromones.
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This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality
Embrace this moment, remember
We are eternal, all this pain is an illusion ~MJKeenan
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