The greatest junk I have ever written

[5aby]

It's 12:01am. Our van's high beams shoot out into the gaping darkness as if to say, "Is there anyone there?" It's 12:05am, no answer. We arrive at our destination in the midst of God's sand and rock playground. The house is already alive with the taste of Jamaican lager and the treble of forty voices. Inside this desert fort are creamy brown tinted

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[thestoryso_far]

so this is how you got the thumb blister.

i
can't
believe
you.

[5aby]

it was well worth it