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I woke up in a strange place with a headache and no memory of last
night. As usual, I reached for the iNag in my pocket. It was covered by
dust as was my hair, my face, my jacket, and ... “Shit, where are my
pants?”
“Woke up in some stranger’s backyard. Covered in dust. Pants missing.”
I jotted down on the iNag the latest entry to my “WTF happened last
night “ log.
I tried to run but my legs felt like lead. I walked and walked until a
shabby diner showed up by the roadside. My stomach growled
night. As usual, I reached for the iNag in my pocket. It was covered by
dust as was my hair, my face, my jacket, and ... “Shit, where are my
pants?”
“Woke up in some stranger’s backyard. Covered in dust. Pants missing.”
I jotted down on the iNag the latest entry to my “WTF happened last
night “ log.
I tried to run but my legs felt like lead. I walked and walked until a
shabby diner showed up by the roadside. My stomach growled