Baby has left for Old Lady Manhattan … leaving me to my own devices … 2 weeks … imagine the police on holiday … consider it the violence of an imperfect soul … like an orgasm born out of rage … its going to get ugly.
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Large bottles of expensive single malt scotch...
write to her every day, something short or something long, one word or many or paint a picture for her.
Copious … because of the sheer volume, I only buy cheap Scotch.
Russell … as big as my ego is, I still wish I was more like you.
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