I was visiting Minneapolis to see Kris and got one at The Rose of No Man's Land. Here it is, the morning after I got it. It's all red and slathered in petroleum jelly and weepy. Enjoy!
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It's a bit like sleeping with someone you don't intend to ever see again, telling them the morning after that you're just not ready for commitment and then seeing him or her a couple nights later with your hand down somebody's pants waiting in line at the movieplex
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