I went to Cousins Subs today - and next door is a smoke shop. In their window was a huge display for "Zig-Zags". It jogged my memory to when I was living in Phoenix with Trista. I was home alone one day, and a man came to the door - I didn't think twice about opening it (I suppose I was young, and had not yet discovered my addiction to reality
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