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He said, “Son, when you grow up would you be the savior of the broken the beaten and the damned?”

Shawshank, September 17, 2021

Yeah, it’s literally freezing out. Happy Friyay! We made it! It’s been a long weeks hasn’t it? I think it’s almost been a week from hell, but without the heat. I think it’s heavy sweater weather today. I don’t have a lot to report today I just want to get…

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He said, “Son, when you grow up would you be the savior of the broken the beaten and the damned?”

Shawshank, September 16, 2021

I was just about to write happy Friyay everyone. But then I realized we couldn’t be that lucky! NewGirl has managed to keep her job, there’s that. She spent the whole day on the phones touching base and following up with all her clients – all the things she should’ve…

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And fucking give her some smooches too

Shawshank, September 15, 2021

Good morning my friends. Welcome to the day of humps – hump day. The alarm went off this morning, and I thought, still asleep – that’s a weird sound then it clicked: THATS MY ALARM! The it was omg how long has it been going off, how late did I…

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Some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland delight

Shawshank, September 14, 2021

Back to reality today. It’s Tuesday, that means workday. I’m trying hard not to be a Debbie Downer, but I really think, if she shows up tomorrow, that this will be NewGirls final week. shit went down last week, and it’s something I’ll maybe write about totally after the fact….

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We were sitting round the table, heard the telephone ring

Shawshank, September 13, 2021

Good morning! Welcome to Monday. It’s gray and chilly out this morning. It’s my free day, nothing planned for today. I’m going to really just kick back and relax. I had a pretty good sleep last night. I think I only got up once. The alarm didn’t scare me, but…

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And I can tell that you know I know how I want it

Shawshank, September 12, 2021

We’re in the thick of the weekend now. We’re up to our knees in the weekend. Today is chore day, so you know the drill. In an hour or so, laundry will be started. It’s a grey morning out there and I don’t hear any birds chirping today. But it…

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    • Book haul, but not for me
    • Then put your warm little hand in mine

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