Moods and bodies, who needs em? My good friend's birthday was yesterday and we went to Mystic, the martini place in Old Town. It was great, all fun and games, until I started eating the Italian nachos we ordered. Peppericinis, jalopenos, the works. "Yumm," I'm thinking, until I get this sharp burning in the pit of my stomach. No, alas, I did not
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