In the city all viruses are super. Nine days into New York, and six into my infection, I awoke from dreams of Rihanna and my Republican grandma on an Alaskan cruise ship to fever and blood. Globular, brick-ish bloody pee. I walked to emergency care. 200 bucks later, at least my doctor was hot.
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