Damn, this month was riddled with minute menacing clout of misfortune, in which in their summation can be viewed as a financial and emotional calamity. The car required repairs, the manual didn’t pan out, one parking ticket, one SPEEDING ticket ($$$ z_z), bike was stolen (who steals a bike, I so swear, assume this fag is humanly sizable, if I find
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