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leaving home feels like four too many f bombs around pretty women “fuck...” just like the last four years i let myself get too comfortable nobody cares for food in the fridge of a stranger but with a good hand, strangers become friends and eat ...
leaving home feels like four too many f bombs around pretty women “fuck...” just like the last fou...
“Food for Strangers” by Charlie Stubbs
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