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Sex and Bird Watching

Her face is lit with a devious innocence behind eyes that speak to me a thousand silent ways.

Somewhere along the way, I decide that drinking is the best way to cope – best being the operative word. Sure, I go to sleep happily sedated in some whiskey-induced high that distorts the shit my life seems to be wallowing in. It brings out all the things...