i somehow got drunk and woke up here. i'm very confused. if someone can please help me, help. thank you
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posted by thos diggy | 10:48 PM
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you're in bushwick, behind a fake library wall, reading books with a quiet mind. you understand the power of silence and contemplation. you recognize the power of throwing off moral conventions, but make sure not to hurt other people and believe in the power of wisdom. sit in the darkness and listen
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