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Confessions of a West Palm Slut - Daylight Fading (Chapter 9)

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It was nine o'clock on a Thursday evening. I was bored and drunk and had sat in the chair outside my apartment, hoping to people watch. The apartment complex was eerily quiet since the landlord raised the rent two months ago. I was disappointed, and only a now nearly empty pack of cigarettes was around to keep me company.   Not that anyone would want to keep me company, given my

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