Saturday, February 14, 2009

Another raw naked day. After drinking half a bottle a coin was flipped. A time worn roman coin given a a gift. It flipped heads and spelled compulsion to go out. Alone as always I put my boot foot forward as everyone and walked poorly as the similar slept. Hitting a bar I drank and started a fight that I can't remember the end to. I'm not cut and have no signs of bleeding so it went as well as it could. The train has left the track.

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