Molars
3Nov/14

Faithful Achates

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You never know what you're going to get when you walk through the door at the end of the day: maybe your city's on fire and you need to grab your dad and your belongings and your kid and high-tail it out of there before everything turns to ash and even your backyard garden is desecrated and salted. Bad news: your wife's now a ghost also. Get in a boat and sail forever, stopping occasionally to make other people sad. Always leaving from everywhere, a one-foot-out-the-door kinda dude, you make your egress in the most uncouth ways--as if to inflict the same pain you felt at leaving your home upon everyone who hosts you.

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