Midnight?!

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Ongoing7m

Last published Sat, Nov 15, 2014

Now, after a hard day of working non-stop in a coffee shop you would go home, watch a movie maybe and go to bed. But no, not for me I have the pleasure of staying a another 3 hours, losing my flat keys and two drunks stealing my car and crashing it! Then accompanying them to the police station! Did I mention in a police car with my hands cuffed? Yay! What fun!

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