November
Tuesday 11 November 2008 photo 7/7
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The decision to flee, came suddenly. Or maybe not? Maybe I planned it all along. Subconciously waiting for the right moment. The bill was a factor I think, because I had no money to pay for it. Our room service tabs had been running somewhere between twenty-nine and thirty-six dollars per hour. For forty-eight consecutive hours. Incredible. How could it happen? But by the time I asked this qustion, there was no one around to answer it. That rotten attorney of mine Doctor Gonzo was gone, he must have sensed trouble...
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