Chicago Saturday, November 9, 2010 “Get Innocuous” 10:40 a.m. She rolled over in her full sized bed, with rumpled black Jersey sheets and dirty socks gathered at the foot. Beside her lay a tall, dark and handsome victim of another night, caused from too much pot, whiskey and coke, and low self-esteem. Fuck. Her lifeContinue reading “Get Innocuous”
