With a bang, not a whimper. I realize it’s nearly midnight on Friday after a shit week and I might have had several drinks, but maybe that’s the thing. Maybe that’s what you build on. This dripper waits for no one. Go time, bitches. #vape (at Legion of Doom II) High-res

With a bang, not a whimper. I realize it’s nearly midnight on Friday after a shit week and I might have had several drinks, but maybe that’s the thing. Maybe that’s what you build on. This dripper waits for no one. Go time, bitches. #vape (at Legion of Doom II)

There’s a narrow strip of concrete between the back door and the farthest fence. Veer two feet to the left, and you’re in the bush, veer two feet right and you end up in the pool. On the bad days over the past three weeks when there’s no one else out back, I’ve been using this little track of cement to pace out the things that don’t filter through the whispered, fervent conversation of shared secrets and the cavalier laughter flavoured by one too many pints.
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There’s a narrow strip of concrete between the back door and the farthest fence. Veer two feet to the left, and you’re in the bush, veer two feet right and you end up in the pool. On the bad days over the past three weeks when there’s no one else out back, I’ve been using this little track of cement to pace out the things that don’t filter through the whispered, fervent conversation of shared secrets and the cavalier laughter flavoured by one too many pints.

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