After the first shit I had breakfast and headed to the supermarket. It was fast, but never enough. While queuing for the check-out I spread the air surrounding me with pestilent stink, the man behind the desk was very fast and professional, and didn’t protest for the strong smell. Rushed home. I am now calm and relaxed, squeezing my bowels off to clean my soul.
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