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Still battling a bitchy hang-over, I took a cab home fully realizing that the sun has finally stuck its finger up my butt. So I woke Mike up and decided to give him the tour to the Saturday Market at Valero Park. As usual, the place was reeking with rich condo tenants selling fruit juices and over-priced pasta, obviously just for the fun of it, and yuppies parading around with their status miniature toy dogs looking casually au naturelle which I assume took them a good few hours getting into.
I on the other hand, ended up wearing last night's outfit. Puffed and hair all over the place, while Mike was being his i-just-woke-up-but-i-look-godam-hot look.
Some people.
Sheesh.
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Sick.Sadistic.Shallow. Deconstructing the World before bedtime.
Name: LetsGetSoakingWet
