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... oft hum of the hotel’s air conditioning. It was the fact that I had been hit by a freight train. Or perhaps a freight train had hit me, backed up, and hit me again for good measure.
I lay face-down in the pillows, my brain a sluggish puddle of gray matter. For one blissful, sweet, ignorant second, I existed in a vacuum. Then, like a dam bursting, the memories of the previous night came roaring back in high-definition, 4K resolution.
The club. The photo. The jealousy. The toys. ...
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