JANUARY 2, 2013
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| I just keep telling myself it is from a ritual mosquito killing. |
Sick in Hatton. Fever. Chills. Head ache. Stuffy nose. No energy to find real accommodations. I'm only an hour drive to my final destination of Adam's Peak, but I can't press on.
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| Baby blue netting, pink pillows. Masculine. |
This is what I’m stuck with – a girly bed and
blood on the walls.
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