I went to Las Vegas with a giant blue tote bag and my cat Michael. Everyone was ogling him, and some even got to pet him. When I got to the resort, the Urban Outfitters downstairs had closed, and there was an emotional support cat area. I also had to find a whole new room so I can keep my cat.
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ok i had a dream my boyfriend had his phone stolen and i was in a hidden stall market between buildings on my college campus