Journalism is "a low trade and a habit worse than heroin, a strange seedy world of misfits and drunkards and failures.
Hunter S. ThompsonMots clés irreverant
Frankie was so mad that she threw my journal into the bottom of the ocean where it is banished for all eternity with a lovesick mermaid who cries out pieces of sea glass. Are you going to eat that bacon?
Sarah OcklerMots clés irreverant
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