21: Worktop

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KAISER It was after midnight when I decided to call off the party and send everyone the hell out of my building. The good thing about trying; it leads you to the suitable destination for your own good, it's always either you get what your want or learn your lesson. And for me right now I realize the little show I pulled to clear my head and calm the active strange feelings down fails a miserable mission. Nothing can ever distract or take away what I'm feeling inside. I heard the ding from the entryway indicating someone's arrival. But it's less of my concern, given my state. I only keep dragging on my pipe and looking up at the white ceiling above my head hoping my life is less of a mess than it is. "You smoke?" I heard the frail voice of the person I wish was here the last past

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