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... rped down the last of the daiquiri mixture inside the pitcher. I thought I was being efficient by foregoing the glass, but now I saw the error of my ways–I had no idea how many I had actually drank.
And instead of the daiquiris washing away my anger, I found that they had sharpened it. I had planned on sitting in the bath until I relaxed, but not much relaxing was going on. I just kept replaying what had happened between me and Giovani over and over again, and every time I replayed the s ...
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