Let Her Go (Extended) By Strawberry Switchblade

I needed to pee. Jorge pointed me to a bathroom that smelled like a litter box where cats also buried their dead. There were splats of things on the walls and oily yellow spots and graffiti that looked like it could only have been carved with a switchblade. Blue deodorizing cakes were slumped into wads of wet toilet paper, bled brown with dead cigarettes, at the bottom of both the urinals. I was actually too drunk to care.

Let Her Go (Extended) by Strawberry Switchblade

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