THING: GUSTO CORN SNACKS
I am so desperate for a holiday, but it’s not sun and sand I’m craving. I just want to go to a European supermarket, preferably a Carrefour or a tiny shit resort shop run by a man in a vest who hates my guts. I want Nesta Iced Tea and Rai Uno playing on a small TV by the cheap cigarettes. I want to buy stubby bottles of beer and …
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