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26 October 2013
Paulaner
Falling debris, crashing bridge, and all the other objects of fear are far and unreal. Nothing scars like words words words.
So maybe a silence and Paulaner. As it is wont to work, draft dries tears.
Bartender:
Are you waiting for someone?
Me:
No.
(Yes.)
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