Thrashing my love muscle around the US's nether regions
July 9th 2006 Aaaaahhhhhh. Back to the comforts of familiar territory: fast cars, loose women and triple cheeseburgers. The US of A. Land of the free. Home of the Whopper. Marvellous.
I flew into Miami sporting a tremendous hangover, having been unable to leave a bar in Belize City due to being the only person in the audience for the 5 piece band that was playing. As my body tried to cope with the chemicals
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