The following morning I woke up in the desert. Literally on the ground in the sand. As was becoming all too frequent, I had no idea how I got there. I had pissed myself and I absolutely reeked of booze. A crushed cigar and a nearly empty bottle of vodka were on the ground next to me. My...
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