Thursday, November 4, 2010

A Life? - Chapter 1

He sat on the side of the bed looking back at the rumpled sheets and sighed.

How did he once again end up in a city that wasn't his, in a bed that wasn't his?

What had led him to a life where joy came only as a result of sweaty grunting with a stranger?

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