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Road coffee – Chapter 1 – Nothing’s free.
Read more: Road coffee – Chapter 1 – Nothing’s free.I caught a whiff of my own breath after one sip (this is kinda hard to do generally speaking) and it smelled like farts.
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To the folx sitting behind me, talking during my kid’s play
Read more: To the folx sitting behind me, talking during my kid’s playi found out that your child was performing today and that you wished i “would move my chair up” so you could see better.
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Breaking tradition
Read more: Breaking traditionshe shakes her head and leaves my porch. once, twice she looks back at the door.