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The Locked Diary #6: REHAB WASN'T EVEN GLAM

The cab ride from South Williamsburg to bumblefuck New Jersey takes over two hours and is even more expensive than I'd initially feared. It's $220. One way. I wonder if it's my credit card or Asa's credit card that's connected to the Uber account we've shared for the last seven years. DING. My phone vibrates in my lap. It rests, haphazardly, in the crotch area of my flimsy white dress and the soft buzz sends a small electrical current right through me. This is the most action I've had in months.

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