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One dying man.
All with slushies in hand.
And for some reason, even with the cold drink in my hand and the lights of the parking lot flickering softly above us, I feel like I’d forgotten something. Something important. Something vital. Like a hole in my memory I couldn’t quite see but could feel itching at the back of my skull.
Like... SOMETHING SOMETHING SOMETHINGSOMETHINGSOMETHINGSOMETHINGSOMETHINGSOMETHINGSOMETHINGSOMETHINGSOM THINGSOMETHING
I took a ...
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