A "friend" of mine (wasn't much of a friend in school but whatever) just messaged me on Facebook. We're catching up and here's the gist of the conversation: "do u like school i live in [hometown name] now by the prison"
"Yeah, I like it, how do you like living in [hometown name]?"
"i like it"
"Really, is there much to do there now?"
"yeah"
"Like what?"
"i go to walmart"
She's not the brightest girl in the world...I mean, she said that she was in Kentucky for a while and when I asked her how she ended up there she answered, "on a bus" but still...
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"Under the hardness of her facade a woman's heart is still beating."