It's 2005 already and I'm here, in Quebec city, 2 hours away from where I live and my mom is sleeping right next to me. My sister (I'm staying at her place) is sleeping upstairs with her husband and her two little boy children. And here I am, alone in the dark and pumping up The Dears in my discman, very stoned from the lot of joints and cigarettes
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