THING: B&M
Some people call a friend, some people go for a walk in nature, but if the weight of the world is on top of me, I always go to B&M.
When I walk in there, I enter another plane of consciousness and I have literally no idea what’s going to happen. Will I buy a meat pie and a giant bag of dog treats made from horse’s arses? Or will I go wild and …
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