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Sunday, September 18, 2016

tea genius

I hope when my bestie comes to town she will paint my nails. We are safe at the fancy hotel. I wrote a letter and dozed. Then I made dinner. I like it here. 

Now Ming's going swimming. His earl gray tea smells delicious. "Whoever put bergamot in tea was a fuckin' genius," I said.


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