Imagining myself floating in a pool with my shades on, in a gray two-piece. With a stick of red Winston in between my index finger and another used when pissed off, the ashes fall into the pool dancing with the water till they drown. Good alternative rock blasting through the speakers, playing songs for the soul and not just for the ear's comfort.

It's a getaway that will open up a new life and keeps this one locked inside a safe.

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