Summer carries me home into a beat down hotel room. The bed creaks as I sit to contemplate the night's fate. I take off my shirt as I get up to open the window. The fan oscillating only hot air. The only source of light; a dim lamp and the clear moon coming through the window. Dry sweat on my skin as a hot breeze pushes forward the sheer curtains ever so slightly. My music is hypnotic. My groove is lucid...I'm hungry and she wants to see me. It's gonna be a long night...
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