Stay away from me. Just stay away. Don't come near me and try and call me. Don't pretend that you know me from past experiences. Don't say hi and expect anything in return. It isn't going to happen.
E grew up working a farm at 8 years old. From there he moved on to customer service jobs, mostly liquor stores and serving surburbanites their Monte Cristo sandwiches. After a stint in jail, he failed in his first three attempts at becoming an alcoholic and now remains hopelessly sober. He is now just getting his life back in order after a tortuous military tour of duty in the Balkans. He lives, till the end of the month, in a 3-flat apartment on the outskirts of the city.
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