I was getting a little fed up with just about everything back home. I was catching myself getting into the same routine of a dinner, a club, some hanging, some music, in a chain of repetition almost every single free night I had. I was becoming incapable of controlling my moodiness over a camera being pointed at the side of my head, and my eyes
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