COMPASS
I didn’t know when we first straddled our bar stools after work, that in a matter of hours, I’d be turning my bloody tampon into public art. You never know what’s gonna happen.
We were so obsessed with our new watering hole - it was like you and I were dating it, like a threesome. Our relationship to the bar had begun on our first real date, the n…
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