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he looked at me and he said

“you know what you need?
you need a hooker.
a dirty, cheap
hooker.

and you know what else you need?
you need wine.
dirty, cheap, red rotgut wine.

but you know what you don’t need?
love, because love will
leave you both
fucked
and
blind.”

i nodded, then offered him a cigarette

he declined, as always.

i took one, lit it up,

inhaled

exhaled.

it looked to be a long night.

– r.o.a

Listening to: La Dispute – five [album: here, hear II]

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