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What to do?

What to do? It's Saturday morning, 09:16, I'm hesitating, I don't know where I'm going. Where? Where should I go? To where? Oh, I have many ideas, I have many. You need it all It is now 11:14. I went to the store, my desire was smothered, my thirst killed me I met a nice saleswoman in the store, she is Indian, I saw her last night as well I bought a Merlot Australia, and a Woodgate Original Cider, and I pondered, wondered I'm thinking now sitting here in my room, haven't I decided where to go? Where? I'm indecisive. Where should I go? To my favorite places? Loves, memory, impressions All that, souls, lives in me. Existing places, they live on after my life; dated, my life out Places, neighborhoods, parks, forests, um, if there's a woman there, if there's not, I go. 12:07 I'm late

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