He jerked his head upright, and the inside of a bus swam into focus.
...uggh...where am I...
He turned left, a window, the scenery, a blur to his sleep ridden mind. He looked right.
Of all the gin joints in the world
It was her again, but who was that guy? It'd been a while since they'd lived down the hall from one another. He'd changed, but had she
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