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No Room for Old Men

I’m sitting in front of the computer in the dark with an umbrella in my lap. The room smells like… well, my house, I guess. Ever notice how you get used to your own smell? Even if you smell like piss, after a while you get used to it. I guess, anyway. Here, let me go piss on myself and I’ll get back to you.


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  1. Harry C Pharisee says:

    At times I like the smell of mucous, It reminds me of daisies.