Afro Otherworldly

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There have been moments when in thought, I walk into a familiar yet now strange room. The parts that compose the whole of you are there, slinking, slouching, seething on a couch, or a bed. I will not lie. I'm glad I stopped at each fragrant port and dropped anchor.  But your call was on the wind. And I had to heed it. So darling, my precious, will you go to the store for a six pack? The game is about to start.