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Adam was a geology graduate student at Stanislaus State, but dealt **** out of his house in Modesto. You wouldn't think that's what would be going on in his darling french tudor home, gray, with a cherry red door and vine crawling up the plaster walls. It looked like something out of a fairy tale. But we smoked a lot, in almost every room except his roommate's. We were unafraid to talk about anything: girls, friends, family, politics. That's how I liked it. When we disagreed on something, he'd say, "Oh that's just the ******* joke of a media we have." He would make some tea and sit on the couch and consider his six year-old German Shepherd, Titus. "So what the hell, how've you been Matt? Don't mind him, he always gawks at people like that. Still writing?"
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
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Adam was a geology graduate student at Stanislaus State, but dealt **** out of his house in Modesto. You wouldn't think that's what would be going on in his darling french tudor home, gray, with a cherry red door and vine crawling up the plaster walls. It looked like something out of a fairy tale. But we smoked a lot, in almost every room except his roommate's. We were unafraid to talk about anything: girls, friends, family, politics. That's how I liked it. When we disagreed on something, he'd say, "Oh that's just the ******* joke of a media we have." He would make some tea and sit on the couch and consider his six year-old German Shepherd, Titus. "So what the hell, how've you been Matt? Don't mind him, he always gawks at people like that. Still writing?"
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
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