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Jun 2019
Going home seems like a mere dream.

This headache hasn’t let up in ages.

The radio is half static and half old music.

Only three hours left to go until vacation.
At least we get air conditioning.
Gavin Barnard
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Gavin Barnard  22/M/Michigan
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