as long as the room keeps singing, that's just the business I'm in.

we went to the liquor store yesterday to cash lottery tickets and kids from my schools asked my mom to buy them a pint of whiskey. it was awkward.
and then i got hit on by a sixty year old man. he called me baby and darling. it was disgusting. i always get hit on my older men. the guy at the liquor store, the car of mexicans in Washington D.C., the guy who worked at rallys.  ugh.
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