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My only vice
I stopped thinking somewhere between Clayton and Livermore.
The anxiety began to disappear somewhere between Livermore and San Leandro.
I was actually peaceful by the time I had collected hugs (and gas) in San Leandro and took 13 toward home.
Let's hope it stays that way.
Bed for me.
The anxiety began to disappear somewhere between Livermore and San Leandro.
I was actually peaceful by the time I had collected hugs (and gas) in San Leandro and took 13 toward home.
Let's hope it stays that way.
Bed for me.