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[evilkeight]

I spent the morning in the lobby of an upscale hotel drinking their complimentary coffee and basking the the atmosphere while I wrote heartfelt thoughts in my journal.  The reality was that it was raining outside, likely cold, and if I'd stayed at my hostel the likelihood of my being high from second-hand smoke was great.  My train wasn't leaving

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From Mom

[anonymous]

You make the small stuff seem so interesting! Thank you for sharing them.