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Aug 2017
Yesterday, as I was eating bitter-sweet *** cookies on my Mexican neighbor's unpainted balcony alone, day-dreaming about becoming an alcoholic, a huge volcano erupted, wiping out the V.F.W. where all the drunks drank.
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     Kristina Morgan
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