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Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Greyhound Memoirs #19

ROTTEN TEETH
5/19/01 10:30am PST

I’m starving and my teeth are rotting right out of my head. I can feel them throbbing with decay. I just brushed them for the first time on the trip and they feel slightly better. Portland is less than 300 miles away. Still five hours to go.

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