Protected: more innocent times
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Screenwriter’s Blues by Soul Coughing I wasn’t sure what time it was, though I really didn’t care. Sitting on the base of the shower, time didn’t …
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Two of my flatmates giggle as they secretly watch from behind the kitchen counter; me, bobbing my head up and down. Tuned in, zoned out, …
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