Where’s my whiff?

Just a short entry today, to say that without ANY warning whatsoever, I was put into the big, white water bowl upstairs (heaven only knows what normally drinks from that thing) and my beautiful whiff that I’ve been working on for the last month was rinsed away.

I have no whiff. And frankly, very little dignity left.

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