if you take me then you'll get relief...Oscillating between love and a need to run. Hiroshima is such a fickle mistress.
57 days and I'm not near ready.
I have the inexplicable urge to ride a motorcycle.
And of some American Movie Classic from some classically movie'd actress:
"Fasten your seat belts. It's gonna be a bumpy ride."
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