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The next day, I had an awful hangover and questioned why I continued to poison myself with alcohol. My heart rate was rapid. It raced all day. I could do nothing other than suffer in bed and swear I’d never drink again.
Barbara Carter
Michele Maize
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That is one thing I will never miss!
Sober Traveler | Wannabe Vegan | Yoga Addict. Dog-loving extrovert turned introvert. Owner of "The Maze". Editor at Black Bear and Globetrotters.
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