Las Vegas

I Was Drugged, Robbed and Left for Dead in Las Vegas and I Didn’t Even Get the Stupid T-Shirt
I couldn’t open the door and I was getting pissed. Metal handle. The horizontal kind you grab and pull down…
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You Can Check Out Any Time You Like, But You Can Never Leave
I’m good at hiding it. The emotional baggage I drag around all the time. Most of the time, I forget…
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