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I have too many secrets. | A Dissolute Life Means...
As I walked back to my car among others leaving the throbbing venue I felt full, content, invigorated. And also sad. Tears filled my eyes and my face cracked into a broken grimace in the shadows. I felt invisible. I imagined all the conversations being had, the thoughts being mulled. Tears spilled down my cheek …