yesterday, some time before the sun came up, shaun warren died in his sleep. a very important piece of my childhood has passed away. i'm coincidentally visiting the place i grew up in, drinking heavily like we do here, and just now wondering how to feel.
in between bouts of eccentricity and romance, i enjoy long walks on the street, climbing onto rooftops, super nintendo, and sharing nutritional yeast with my one-eyed kitten, little chief.
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