I’m not sure which suits I have here, but I can buy something new - maybe even a fresh set of wheels if I’m not feeling anything in the garages. I don’t remember driving this far south, though. I meant to drive back to the downtown penthouse apartment, but I’ve been getting bored staying there. The smoky revenge of the high-shelf scotch I killed last night left the taste of burnt barrel in my mouth. Unsure if it is Tuesday or Thursday just logged in out of instinct. again, on a couch behind my nightclub office this time.
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