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the soles of my feet are torn to shreds from going the the masquerade's 80s nite 14th birthday party. modern english was there, a dancefloor was open downstairs, and i danced myself into exhaustion in spike heels while avoiding making eye contact with people i've accidentally made out with in years past.

i'm eating, bathing, and hauling myself back downtown so as to set up my cart for pride. if you are in the atlanta area anywhere between friday evening and sunday night, come down to piedmont park to celebrate lawrence vs. texas and buy ice cream from me!