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... er deeply irritating the surface of his brain. He felt as if a group of tiny people were traversing mountains and valleys up there. His memories of last night were nothing but fragmented pieces, impossible to piece together. Not that he wanted to remember—wasn't the point of drinking to forget reality and indulge in wild revelry?
The scenery outside the window was rapidly receding. Tall palm trees bathed in golden sunlight, people in floral shorts and flip-flops leisurely strolling along ...
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