I'm leaving the apartment building of my last stop. A brunette with extremely large... melons. I light a cigarette and wait for you to pick me up as usual. My head is pounding from last night's alcohol. And if I have to see your eternally blank face right now... I break my cigarette as I clench my hand into a fist. God, I hate it! I look up when I hear a car approaching.
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