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A tiny version of me stuck in my own empty pockets and staring me down. Unfinished business is the only job you can find in this town. Sit unemployed and aging with my wine waiting on a laptop chime, last minute copy of my government issued W-9. And I'm bored like I've got a world of time this apartment is leased nothing is mine.
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Sep 15, 2024
Sep 15, 2024 at 10:43 PM UTC
Big City, Lost Wallet
A tiny version of me stuck in my own empty pockets and staring me down. Unfinished business is the only job you can find in this town. Sit unemployed and aging with my wine waiting on a laptop chime, last minute copy of my government issued W-9. And I'm bored like I've got a world of time this apartment is leased nothing is mine.
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Sep 15, 2024
Sep 15, 2024 at 10:43 PM UTC
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