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a true story
The party was at Woodland Park. There were two kegs for about forty-five people, and more and more kept coming like zombies wandering out of the woods, lured by the aroma of alcohol, smoke, and vomit. When all three of these smells are mixed together, they form one very sweet and nauseous fragrance. If this smell came in a cologne bottle, I would buy a lifetime supply, I was addicted to it.
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