Nostalgia Boulevard at Georgetown
Friday, 4 a.m. Alarm starts screaming at me. Faster than a hummingbird's average wing speed, I snooze it off. Hummingbirds. I know. Trust me—when you sleep as little as I did over the span of a week, you too will feel like little birds are flying in circles above your head.
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