i had to hit up the pretty vixen with a question today.
i asked her if she smelled anything crazy when we were over by columbus circle.

“Um,
New Yawk smells awful on a daily basis.”

i mean,
that is true.
foxhole,
i read a story that made me cringe.
it was about someone falling into a manhole,
but the part that made me shriek was the rats that feasted on him…

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