There was this one time the cool aunt I never had put me up for 3 whole weeks of me getting bitten by aggro mosquitoes and sleeping all the time due to allergy tablets, and taking me for southern BBQ food and tater tots, and letting me look after the dog - in Atlanta, GA, I must have been the worst house guest. But I do miss it. And her. And everything fried and covered in cheese. And the restaurant I forget the name of ran by a gay couple who named after their mothers, and the barbies as decor, and the oldest burlesque club in the state. I am in the wrong country.
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