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I am at the party. In a hotel, after I left the stairs, after we left the house. My wine has worn off. A high-rise hotel building overlooking the beach. Overlooking? On the beach. Perverted. Thankfully though, as sick as that fact makes me feel, as sick as the wine made me feel, I don’t [...]

Posted 13 February 2009 † tripp § Uncategorized ‡ Comments (0) °

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I like riding in cars. This shouldn’t surprise you at this point. There’s something isolated about it. About being cut off from the rest of the world. About the motion. The motion I think is what really gets me.

Posted 13 February 2009 † tripp § Uncategorized ‡ Comments (0) °