-By myself, up into the Pyrenees all the way until there was SNOW.
-With a friend I made, all over and around streets and bars (where I inhale all the delicious cigarette smoke and think of you all in sweaters in-and-outside of my living room drinking coffee).
i am angry at websites and supervisors and customer service representatives and blockbuster and kiosks and the fafsa and distance and technology and lost keys and paperwork and parking tickets and the library and the registrar and the dentist and myself
Another American along with three British kids and myself meet a drunk, rich Alabamian pilot in a bar. He buys us a round of drinks and invites us back to the bar on the top (39th) floor of his hotel. And so
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