hiding things


On returning to work and retrieving my goods

A week has passed, uneventfully. I'm not quite sure if I approve or not. I find a growing part of me craves excitement. I think in future I may be more selective about my choice of activity though. I truly don't think I could survive another night out with 'Liza. The bruises have just about healed after all, though they can scarcely be blamed on her directly.

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