‘’End of the line, love!’’ The bus driver shouted, ‘’Are you getting off or what?’’ I had no idea where the fuck I was, but I hastily grabbed my bag and stood up from the damp, grool-drenched seat below me. My legs shook like Bambi, and I couldn’t even string a sentence together. Why? Because […]
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