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Sunday, March 15, 2015. The Man Who Lived Backwards. Its four-thirty in the morning, and I stub out my cigarette with the heel of my boot and walk groggily to the nearest park bench. The air smells of dew, and theres a soft glow everywhere that might just be the pint of neat whiskey I consumed in the last hour. Or morning come early, Im not sure, but it annoys me how militantly straight the jogging path is. 8220;Not enough to forget me by morning? 8220;Thank god for that, he smiles. I run through a s.

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Sunday, March 15, 2015. The Man Who Lived Backwards. Its four-thirty in the morning, and I stub out my cigarette with the heel of my boot and walk groggily to the nearest park bench. The air smells of dew, and theres a soft glow everywhere that might just be the pint of neat whiskey I consumed in the last hour. Or morning come early, Im not sure, but it annoys me how militantly straight the jogging path is. 8220;Not enough to forget me by morning? 8220;Thank god for that, he smiles. I run through a s.

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