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Three days.

Almost the day after tomorrow.

I’m holding an ice cube to my face to make a pimple go down. My nails look fantastic, My feet haven’t looked this good since I was seven.

There’s only one box of my stuff that remains to be taken from my parent’s house to my apartment.

We meet with the photographer tomorrow.

And I need sleep.

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