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The works of a desperate, death-haunted author on the verge of poverty
A grief-stricken, depressed writer, halfway insane from overdose of alcoholic spirits, tries to ease the neverending pangs of inner agony.
"Literature my only escape, my only outlet, from this storm of loss and grief."
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Deivon
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This is me.
This is Chris.
Britt: He is a sexy beast!