Can things get any worse?
I've always had bad luck, from the moment I was born and my mother died in childbirth. I never should have driven all the way from Florida to meet a guy I met on the Internet.
Now, I've made things even worse. That huge man getting out of his truck doesn't look too happy, which isn't really surprising since I smashed into his vehicle…
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