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764. Something to Talk About

When I woke up I had a moment of disorientation for two reasons, one, because I slept so hard at Ziggy’s (and therefore forgot I was at Ziggy’s) and two because somehow we ended up sleeping across the bed instead of the normal direction. Once I got past my moment of where-the-fuck-am-I, though, I felt […]