At twelve-thirty last night I woke up in the bathtub. The first thing I saw was this cascade of pink roses and I thought: heaven! (if heaven, then a spineless puny heaven). But no, thank GOD, it was only the recently bought shiny (granny) shower curtains. Indeed, this was no heaven. My toes cadaverously blue, and the rest of me immersed in a
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I hate stuffy noses with a passion.
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