I'm quitting my job. I'm running away. From everything. Revolution summer. We will prove to be nothing less. Change my mind about everything as we move forward. I'm in love with the idea. I'm in love with a place. I have no ideals or morals and I am completely lost. This city is gorgeous in the summer. Let's just forget it all. Drink with you.
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and bukowski...oh man.
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