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Monday, April 13, 2015
Winter Thievery
To the worthless piece of shit who stole the lights off my locked-up bike while I was laid up with a sprained knee: Thank you for kicking me while I was down and adding insult to injury. Fuck you, you miserable excuse for a waste of oxygen. —Walking but not dead
