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... piece of furniture they can find, like a cafe... or a back alley bar after hours.
Yet it seemed life had diffrent ideas for what an afterparty is supposed to be like. Here I was, ebbing in and out of focus, fighting hard and with valor to control my gag reflex amidst a world that refused to stop spinning.
“No more parties,” I groaned, solidifying my vow with a burp of a thousand regrets. “Christmas needs to be over before I keel over...”
“A few more days,” Irene said, te ...
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