Luki’s age

I hocked my phone to get my backpack out of the station’s baggage claim, something I’d successfully avoided doing for several weeks, ever since Chris loaned me the 200 Kč to buy a rugged Nokia off some random boy in the station who needed money.

I had said I would never sell it to eat since by now I’m used to going 24 hours or more without food and, as posted before, someone’s usually around to . . .

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