intelligence cell #2

1:30 in the afternoon: sun blazing, cotton candy clouds drifting in the blue bowl of sky; it must be Pride weekend.

And for the first time in years, I’m here, I’m healthy, un-mad, and sober. All at once.

What kind of trouble could I possibly get up to?

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~ by A Mundi on June 26, 2009.

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