More debauchery from meus rabidus preteritus. Commodo utor.
And a strange lonely woman with greasy hair and a filthy knee length knaki winter coat followed my brother and I onto the train.
Her clueless eyes stared blankly into our nonsensical conversation.
I laughed inside and made unnecessary facial gestures to make her change her look - to no avail, and Danny thinks "She's kind of sexy."
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