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... pee on myself. No matter how drunk I was, there were some things I just wouldn’t do. And I remember—vividly, unfortunately—doing it on the side of the road. Not that it was any less humiliating, but at least it wasn’t on me. Ugh. The whole thing was disgusting and mortifying, but it was miles better than his exaggerated, smug version of events.
With him gone—and thank God for that—I did what any self-respecting woman in my position would do: I explored.
Hell yeah, I did.
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