Heroes of the Meal

There is one girl who works tables who’s got that cute kind of smirk. Self contained in draping cardigans.

I am a white whale hunter. What do you guys think about this chapter? It’s cool if you’re hanging in there. I am doing crunches. This is currentivism. Henry Miller had these moments where he would be on fire, but they were separated by bouts of sour cabbage.

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