I have this friend, he sleeps with strangers. And afterwards, when they are sleeping more comfortably than ever, he draws the most beautiful aspects of them on these tiny scraps of paper. Then he leaves the creations tucked safely with the rest of their belongings waiting to be found when they are needed most. I find it funny how no one ever seems to hurt when he doesn't call them or show up again in the places where they'd once meet. So, I have this friend, he sleeps with strangers. And I think you would like him.
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