My one friend from Pittsburgh comes from a really fucked up family where he and his sister pretty much took care of themselves in a falling-apart house on the wrong side of the tracks in which a tree once grew through the floor.
Then, when we were texting over Thanksgiving weekend about family shit and the holidays, he texted me this -
I had cashews and sardines and jerked off all day on Thanksgiving. Well, I did a little work also.
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