December 2008
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I hate winter.
It was a dark and stormy night. No…Scratch that.
It was a boorish winter morning. Last night’s snow was slowly melting away under the assault of a depressingly gentle rain. It was the kind of morning that made your crappy single sized bed feel like the lush cushions of a Persian harem (the number of concubines in the harem varying according to the number of degrees below zero).
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E is like the crazy friend from highschool that comes to visit once in a while. You have a fantastic night and then you wake up the next morning in a jail cell with a hangover and he’s long gone.
MDMA is like the sexy girl you manage to pick up every so often. You again have a fantastic night but she has the courtesy to give you a few small quickies before she leaves.
“What do you...