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Fuck barnados he whispered in her ear fuck their shitty fucking i don’t know what fuck it fuck them he gurgled as he spoke having ingested much alcohol he drooled his mouth agape wasted trashed Cartesian fallowed through gourdy gripping the rail for ballast he balanced uneasily shh he intoned gracelessly losing his grip slipping hands dipping man tips and flat faced flops upon the tarmac gets back up bruised and confused still drooling fooling no one saying he’s sober he aint sober and shes gotta take him home this bloated moaning corpse skulking gloomily along lamp lit boulevards wet and tatty looking shop windows adorning many footprinted streets he bleats on she trudging beside him sighs at the blinking immutable stars the body of heaven lit up in the night an endless parade of fiery fission fusers full with hydrogen molecules combusting to helium particles heaving this dense fuel bending space time leaving light lines cascading upon her eyes and then he said i love you and then he threw up

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