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A story of fuck

Posted by on January 27, 2005

Escaped, triumphant, from the office at 3:30 on Friday, barely pausing to violate my hug sanctions with my officemates, not sure I got all the personal stuff off the computer, striding back to BART in the certain knowledge that I am done forever (or the next five months) with commuting, two trains, scenery, traffic light, up the hill and home to the welcoming front porch where I realized my keys, sullen defectors, had remained behind.

Fuuuuuuck.

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