Just plodding. Today is going to be a long night — if things don’t break, tomorrow is going to be another one.
It’s never, ever, as easy as you think it will be.
Just plodding. Today is going to be a long night — if things don’t break, tomorrow is going to be another one.
It’s never, ever, as easy as you think it will be.
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