here's a look at the wounds yesterday.
The bruising from the bites is pretty sore, but otherwise I'm healing well. Denise isn't as fortunate. Her ankle still looks pretty funky and oozes. As illustrated here.
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- shannon wess
- This is shannon. Grew up in Arkansas. Ran away to California. Ran away again to Africa. This is her best attempt to communicate to friends and family what life's like here in Morocco. If you're not shannon's friend, or family... either you took the wrong turn at Albequerque, or you're that private dick with the dark shades that's been tailing her. In any case, enjoy. Disclaimer: Please do not judge shannon's intelligence by her typos and fondess for fragments. Do not taunt shannon. Do not store shannon in extreme temperatures. She is dangerous. She drives on parkways and parks on driveways. She speaks in third person. She lives on the edge and uses the metric system. She is terrible at hitting "reply" and staying in touch. Rumor has it that she does feel remorse that you have to come here to keep up with her.
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