13 Days, although it feels like spring, honestly, it could so quickly turn on us.
Had I any idea how blech this winter would be when I began this, wow, it’s good I didn’t. A few words from a few excellent writers, three to be exact: I smoked Gauloises after Gauloises, grasping the blue package as if it were my ticket to immortality. I drank coffee, black as the eyeliner […]
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