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Seeing Things"Great," Paul mumbled, staring at the stain.
It looked like a coffee stain, a brown burnt splatter. No wonder the guy sped off after Paul offered him coffee. He wouldn't want any either if he just threw it up. Still staring at the blotch, Paul touched it. It was dry. He should just throw these pants away, they were probably ruined. But was he throwing them away just to discard the memory of today's events? Just like everything in my life? the thought came up and it shocked him with the ferocity behind it.
With a sigh Paul clicked the tv to the evening news while he got up to see what he had in the bathroom to remove the vomi











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