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No more parties

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Kishore Singh

Breakfast is substantial: two Tylenols, plus one more, and a Combiflam for added impact, along with some medicine for blood pressure. It’s almost a filling meal, but the head still hurts. Hangovers are the devil’s own business, and he seems to have been particularly busy. The cranium feels like a mushy watermelon, only heavier. Somewhere, I know I have feet, but they don’t feel connected to the rest of the body. I think I ought to go back to sleep but there’s a woodpecker knocking fiercely on my forehead. A shower hasn’t helped. Nor has coffee. Or water. ...