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Away, staying in hotels, is living in an extreme state. Things don't always make sense. Everything needs a key. You can't find what you need. And the coffee is weak. The news is dull. They leave you a wrench in case you want to adjust the AC. You call down to the front desk. Here for a wedding. Weddings, weddings; you can't live every day like a wedding. Like living in a storm.
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Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 10:45 AM UTC
Away
Away, staying in hotels, is living in an extreme state. Things don't always make sense. Everything needs a key. You can't find what you need. And the coffee is weak. The news is dull. They leave you a wrench in case you want to adjust the AC. You call down to the front desk. Here for a wedding. Weddings, weddings; you can't live every day like a wedding. Like living in a storm.
sarah-j-roebuck
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Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 10:45 AM UTC
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