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The Daily Grind

Last Night’s Mess

I stumble blindly over the drunken detritus of last night’s revelers, a tomato here and a half-eaten slice of pizza there, carving a determined path to my destination. I seemed to have missed out on some big celebration, but I’m unfazed.

Still a little bleary-eyed for sure, but from just waking up and not, from over-indulging, yesterday. I just woke up and I’m heading to work, not heading home in last night’s dress like some of my travel companions.


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I'm not angry all the time, that's just how my face is.


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