3 hours wasted
In the Buckle of all places. It was so trendy I wanted to puke.
But don't worry. I went directly to state street and hung out with dirty, smelly hippies to make up for it.
In these random impression, and with no desire to be other than random, I indifferently narrate my factless autobiography, my lifeless history. These are my Confessions, and if in them I say nothing, it's because I have nothing to say. -Fernando Pessoa
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