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Tito Lives

When I arrived I found their room unlit, with only the faintest dusk squeezing under the Venetian blinds.  My friends lay beside one another on the queen-sized bed, gazing at the asbestos ceiling.  I had much catching up to do. The culprit, I discovered, was a gravity bong.  Monty had been struck by inspiration some […]