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How to survive a summer working in Ibiza slept for three days

I have not rested for three times directly, and factors are starting to get unusual. I keep listening to weak, befuddling whispers from far-off locations. Black areas dancing across my side-line perspective, but when I convert to look at them there’s nothing there. A general look at my outfits shows the smallest of fibers amplified to the dimension shoestrings. Most severe of all is the bathing room with its boasting ground like a rug of writhing maggots. Best not discuss...

Saturday, 23 January 2016
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