Can it be that it was all so simple then?

You look back up at the window as another load of your sundries explodes into the twilight. One thing is for certain, theres no way youre getting back into the apartment tonight. This isnt the first time shes thrown you out, but youve never seen her this mad before. Given time to cool off, you can probably talk your way back in but this one is far beyond flowers and candy. This time, she wants a pound of flesh.

A cold damp breeze is blowing. Its going to rain soon. You seem to be the only one concerned though. Your old lady is warm and snug inside the apartment, probably making her way through your aged single malt scotches and all the sugary goodness she can find. The crowd gathering on the street below is kept warm by sheer amusement of it all. But for you, its cold and getting colder all the time. You reach into your pocket and pull out your...

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