65 - Her Favorite Spot - 2018

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That day, she left her room very early, she'd had a terrible night. Osano - her best friend - had betrayed her, and she had forced herself to sleep with a small bottle of dry gin, seeing that she was out of weed. But instead of going to her favorite spot - as she called it - as was her custom every morning. Which was located in front of a lonely abandoned uncompleted house, surrounded by a well grown corn farm, with a huge culvert by the side, which used to be a road, but now eaten deep by erosion, forming a huge golly for refuse dump, and a hideout for low lives who manage to find a way in and out from time to time. Sobrina decided to take the three mile walk to her dealer's place, an errand she rarely did. On her way, she called her sister to inquire as to if she would purchase her

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