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I love campfires. With a few people, bullshitting, drinking, smoking. Just hanging out in a beautiful remote camp in Jersey that there wouldn't be a soul around for a mile or so. Trees hanging in the dim orange glow as if they wanted in on our conversations. Rather enlightening.
I got another tattoo.
The economy sucks.
I suck.
End of story.
I got another tattoo.
The economy sucks.
I suck.
End of story.