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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2014 3:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2014 7:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2014 8:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2014 9:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2014 11:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2014 11:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2014 11:39 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 12:35 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 1:30 am
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The boy just shrugged, "That's life, man. Some people got houses, some people done. I could have an apartment if I wanted, but... I dunno. I like the freedom of not having to worry about bills and the ability to pick up and just... go. Disappear."
Flint knew he was romanticizing an epidemic that was hurting millions of people all around the world, but it worked for him, "I can get work wherever I want by playing my guitar, I have a bank account with an okay amount of money, and I usually have a roof over my head. And when I don't? I let the stars help me fall asleep."
"Ziti? That some kinda pasta, right? Should be yummy," he leaned the chair back a bit and got comfy in the luxury car.
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 2:01 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 2:23 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 3:01 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 3:11 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 3:38 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 2:35 pm
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