Bad Advice Expanding upon the initial contact we left behind, I related to a new friend what an absolutely sneaky way this new woman had of seeping under my fingernails. He reminded of the hazards of throwing out the lost horizons and running ungainly towards another. "Take your veracity, put it in that place you hold special. Keep it there until you know that the fleeting and irridescent behaviour you have indulged in is truly in the pages of another book you read and understood."

"So what happens when something other than my personal history has taught me, tells me that I should prepare for another hunt?"

"Fuck it then, go for it."
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