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Diary – 2024/10/16

I was bored in the room. I was crying softly but very calmly, very quietly. I wiped my eyes from time to time. I went out of the hotel. I continued to cry on the way. There was a restlessness inside me. Failure. I couldn't be a...

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Diary – 16/10/2024

Tuesday, October 15, 2024. Tijuana, Mexico. We had dinner with Kelly. It was a beautiful restaurant. The food was wonderful. Kelly's smile lit up the place like the sun. But that's the end of tonight. She went home. I'm alo...

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Diary – 2024/09/29

September 28, 2024, Saturday. Ontario, California. I came to drop off the load in Compton, I even came on Thursday, so I arrived early... However, this warehouse doesn't have a refrigerated section. And I brought meat in ...

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Diary – 2024/09/26

September 25, 2024, Wednesday. Amarillo, Texas. 7:45 PM. Man, all these years what crap I've been talking. Like, "I'll find an American, I'll marry them off to Turks, what's the big deal?" I was creating dreams for myself, d...

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Diary – 2024/09/25

September 25, 2024, Wednesday. Madill, Oklahoma. Billions of different lives, billions of different stories. I am the story of a 36-year-old lonely man. I am in favor of unattractive men not being born or not living. I get sad...

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Diary – 2024/09/11

My old partner is buying the truck from me. He will pay me $7000. He sent $2000 the other day, thank God. I called my sister. She was upset. The people who should be showing interest weren't. I sent $150 to my sister...

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Diary – 2024/08/09

Friday, August 9, 2024. Kenosha, Wisconsin. I drank from the Alaturka fountain, I have walked the thorniest path, Fate pushed me, or did I choose it? I discovered the world in the tide...

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Diary – 2024/08/08

Thursday, August 8, 2024. East Dundee, Illinois. I don’t know why I got this account. I don’t feel like writing. Of course, when my accounts were blown up one after the other, I...

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Diary – 2024/08/05

Sunday, August 5, 2024. Presho, South Dakota. I am sleepless. I am tired. I’m going to sleep now. But I’m only putting up with all this tiredness for the girls: for Paula and...

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Diary – 2024/08/04

Saturday, August 3, 2024. Wenatchee, Washington. They are loading apples. They started late. It’s now 8:16 p.m...