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July 9, 2010:
Desperate for companionship I slept with my friend.
Drunk, us both, she slept wrapped defensively in her own blankets, from a distance held my hand.
In the daylight we went to lunch together.
Desperate for companionship I slept with my friend.
Drunk, us both, she slept wrapped defensively in her own blankets, from a distance held my hand.
In the daylight we went to lunch together.