The stench of death is upon you

I walked home with a plastic bag in one hand and a smoothie in the other. I was running out of cash and had no idea how I was going to pay my cell phone bill, which was already past due, but I sprung for the smoothie anyway after getting what I needed—finally, I was …

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This is the part where you lie

Once upon a time, if you were looking for me, odds are I was either at school, at The Corn Cob Couch, or on my way to Sour Candy—a head shop and music store with everything you always wanted but would never use crammed into about a thousand square feet. They had an amazing collection …

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