A night on the saddle.

Shortly after waking, I found my button-up shirt and canvas shoes stained with dried pink blood.

Goddamit.

I’ll spend the next 30 minutes researching Google for home remedies then the hour afterwards scrubbing the spots with white vinegar and canned baking soda.

Before I start, I recall how I spent my night.

Fluffy cherry-flavored cotton candy.

 
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