it's four am on the vegas strip, and i'm out jogging. left from your condo and was shocked when i wasn't blinded by the neon. i have bruises on my knees and i think i might have broken a toe (we moved furniture for eight hours; my arms trembled at the sight of another louis xvi chair.) there's nobody out here at four am…nobody except the street
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