how better to celebrate?
what a sense of freedom one becomes infused with when one walks out of their job on the busiest weekend in the last ten years.
happy independance day indeed.
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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well, the sailors ARE in town.
wait, you're a hooker, right?
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