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Wisers. Parties. Regrets. Fire and ice. Burning and intoxicating, my drug of choice. Hot hot heat, so cool, quenching a parched throat. Ahhh, the things we do when we’re drunk. Time to grom up and mature. Falling down the neck of the bottle for the last time.
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