Everything is very routine, glamorous work, gay sex, dispensable white powder, nervous quarrel with my sister, driving to visit grandma who is also dying, and the highway actually looks charming in the sun.
Lying on the bustling beach, until the sunset and the people dispersed, he has been lying, so pitiful. In fact, it is better to be pitiful for one person than to leave in the pitiful eyes of others. After all, death is a very personal matter.
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