gone are the days of. of unfavourables, loves. unlike chips, people, and coffee so far... beer will be hard to quit. i realize this after failing the quest to locate just a mere drop of it at the humble hour of 1am on a wednesday evening, followed by a wicked day of scattered wet streets, tired feet, and a Crunch ice-cream bar that i regrettably
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