In Plain Sight
September 20th 2010 The sounds of morning in a tree house hostel.
“Where is your life vest?”
“Dunno. I’m not wearing it. Did I have it on when I got back last night?”
“Why is there a cat in my bed?”
“You might have. I don’t even remember coming home.”
“Did you look for it?”
“Can’t I am in the worst pain of my whole life. Brutal sunburn mate.”
(loud anonymous fart sound)
“Se
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