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lay Lady lay, lay across my big brass bed...
I WOKE UP AND I COULD SEE. I wasn't in my apartment. It was a hotel. Or a motel. A hammer pounded in my head, but I could see. And I could hear. Cars outside; we were facing a road, so yes. It was a motel, by definition. We?
There she was, still
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how's your semester going?
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I don't really have to take any classes this semester and I graduate in December. I have to turn in a paper at the end of October. I'm in Oregon right now looking at Grad schools in Portland and Eugene. I'm working at an ink cartridge recycling plant in LaVergne... driving a forklift... it's interesting. I'm sure my mother feels good that she spent thousands of dollars on my education for me to drive a forklift.
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