last night--5:30 to midnight--many people--many odd conversations--many odd thoughts--many thoughts materialize--reality--i leaned in--he did not back away.
i felt so bad for the little boy left to entertain himself. no one really watching after him. running through money playing the video game and eating candy from the little candy machine near the front. can i have more money? no! i have no more fucking money! stop fucking bothering me! there are rules about children being in such establishments after a certain time. all are being polite about it right now but soon the politeness will run out.
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i think i hear what you are saying...
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