With the sunlight filtering through the trees, I climbed out of my tent to begin yet another day in a world they call paradise. Glitter was smeared all over my skin from the previous night’s carnival. Umphrey’s was still ringing […]
With the sunlight filtering through the trees, I climbed out of my tent to begin yet another day in a world they call paradise. Glitter was smeared all over my skin from the previous night’s carnival. Umphrey’s was still ringing […]
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