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... r. I walk backwards to the small, round, fancy, long desk holding my champagne and champagne flutes in a tray and grab a half full glass of champagne. I force it down my throat steadily, the loathe for the person in the image pinned at the center of the dart board slowly evolving out my body.
I thought a glass or five would do the trick and aid this anger dissolve but I’m on my fifth and I still feel this rage.
It doesn’t work. I surround the bottle with my hand and raise it up t ...
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