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Nov 2020
I have a bottle of tequila and
an attitude and straight razor
with the bleak night going on
for miles to endless horizons.
I'm looking for a motel where
I can rest a weary soul at last.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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