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last night i fell off my unicycle into a store front window. it was some sort of cheap salon and the owner, patricia, said i could repay the damage by working there, doing body wraps and facials ya' know. she told me i had beautiful skin, that her customers would like a girl from NYC, and took my number.
then i woke up with a killer backache. unicycling is hard shit.
the night before i had a dream that i was eating with chris at a restaurant called "Shirley's Real Tasty and Half Full". It was Chinese food and you could order half or full orders of everything. apparently it was real tasty too.
then i woke up with a killer backache. unicycling is hard shit.
the night before i had a dream that i was eating with chris at a restaurant called "Shirley's Real Tasty and Half Full". It was Chinese food and you could order half or full orders of everything. apparently it was real tasty too.