“A Slacker’s Guide to the Galaxy/Let Me Leave a Quick Note/a Sugar-Daddy Searches for Sugar”

I jotted, “…and also, don’t worry about what was in the shack — have that — you always did have a nose for things;” shack, meaning safe; safe, meaning what most people spend 35 years building as a fucking nest egg. Empty, meaning I always saw this day coming.

Her nose was clean, until she met me. Her, being Cherise; and me, I’m just some guy. I’m a lifestyle arranger…