dear readers,
i've hopped from gas station to trendy cafe to greasy spoon and back again, but here and now i find myself flippin' floozies at the front desk of a flophouse firetrap.
i consider this document a testament to the human condition as accentuated by poverty, addiction and general urban insanity. everything you are about to read is true; the names have been fictionalized to legally absolve me of wrongdoing.
it is a free form work-in-progress and (mostly) self-explanitory; as plato said: philosophy begins in wonder. enjoy!
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