I'd sometimes spend my Friday nights on the roof with a mug full of green tea, a bowl of oranges, a pack of cigarettes, and stare up at the sky for hours. That was my attempt at being deep...photo by Michael McCullough
I'd sometimes spend my Friday nights on the roof with a mug full of green tea, a bowl of oranges, a pack of cigarettes, and stare up at the sky for hours. That was my attempt at being deep...
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