Saturday – I am up, she is not next to me. My head, argh, it hurts. Perhaps she left for work. She hates her job but yet she drags herself to 12-hour shift every day. My cell phone is dead. I don’t have a track of time. What happened last night? As I washed my face … Continue reading I am a Gentleman – part II
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