Ramble, ramble, rant.

[breakthe_trend]

Coming back to the city you started in stirs different emotions in each of us. As I sit in what is now my five year old nephews bedroom sipping a beer while the rest of the house is sound asleep, I find my mind racing backwards and forwards in time and memory. It seems unsure of which direction to focus on. Hanging out in this bizarre limbo makes

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[sisacoue]

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