Agents Of My Dreams

The reality of lapses is, every time do stuff sober what you said you’d do while you were high that will show you how to hold your lips closed. Whiskey is like love. The first touch is a charm, the second is private, the third is exotic. The influence of booze over man is indeed due to its power to excite the mystical abilities of human creation, usually smashed to coast by the icy currents and dry judgments of the sober hour.

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