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Feb 2017
And now this is the honest truth. I'd go to work, stop off at the liquor store before work. Drink myself into an oblivion until 2AM. If I was in my day clothes if change into my work clothes. Lay on top of the bed. And when I heard the alarm all if have to do was but my shoes on.
Adeline Dean
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Adeline Dean  Paris
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