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Today, in the neon-lit maze of Tokyo, I stumbled, drunk and disoriented, mistaken for a lost sailor. Arrested, I found myself at the wrong naval base. At 3 AM, two stern Master Chiefs arrived, confusion turning to relief as they whisked me away, navigating the streets like seasoned captains. FML

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Dead leaves, the first cold of the season and an umbrella flipped inside out: fall, the season of grace.

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Were you still drunk when you wrote this? Am I going to need to get drunk to understand it? Would it make more sense if it was written as a haiku? Help me out here.

L0life29 6

ok I’m a retired sailor and this didn’t even make sense to me….so…what?!

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L0life29 6

ok I’m a retired sailor and this didn’t even make sense to me….so…what?!

Were you still drunk when you wrote this? Am I going to need to get drunk to understand it? Would it make more sense if it was written as a haiku? Help me out here.

what the ****?!