She sat there, eating beef jerky and drinking orange juice mixed with some type of alcohol. She sat there, taking up two seats on a crowded N train at 6:30 in the morning...already wasted. I couldn't help but stare at her...I didn't care if she had a problem with it. I didn't care, cause she didn't care about anything but her beef jerky and morning cocktail.
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