and i drove home from West Palm on US-1 dodging the drunk drivers with my ears ringing and the beer drying down my back, listening to Neko Case. but all this is besides the point.
the point is that i spent half the night looking for her,
the girl i didn't want to see.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
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