Looking back at him was a man who was battered and broken.
And alive for the first time in his life.
V.S. Carnes
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La muaxsa but I think Ill just keep sliding down this greased pole to hell
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He smelled the salt on his own lips and the orange blossoms in her hair. Real ones he could see now tucked into the curls with cheap native combs. The sight of them gave him hope.
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