such as the minivan full of Meth Heads that i parked next to to go in. 4 girls, 1 guy. it was an odd mix from the start. the girls, women, whatever werent to the point of their addiction that they had lost all sex appeal, though they were toeing the line quite hard. i could see how a John wouldnt mind buying their services at a discounted rate instead of paying full price for a more, shall we say, upscale, woman. and though they had not reached the point of no return yet, it was on the horizon. the friend inside on a munchie/sugar/cigarette run. she was wearing a quite sexy, in any other circumstance, black outfit. her appeal was a constant shifting of sex appeal crossed with revulsion. it was a virtual nightmare to behold as she was sipping her icee swirl of strawberry and coke trying to put a normal soda top on the cup that should have been a domed top and tried to manhandle her overstuffed bag of goodies, that she just paid for with wadded and wrinkled bills, back to her minivan full of her fellow addicts and whores.
it is always a fun excursion to go out when most everyone else is safely tucked in their warm and cozy beds. random spontaneity is something that should never be forgotten for it is one of those simple things that makes this life worth living.
"An inch - it is small and it is fragile, and it is the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must never let them take it from us. I hope that, whoever you are, you escape this place. I hope that the world turns and that things get better. But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I love you. With all my heart, I love you."
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