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Day 112: Oh, Mister Cuervo, what did I ever do to you to make you treat me so badly? You've ruined me. Look at me. I'm a wreck. I can't eat, I can't sleep well, I can't do anything remotely constructive, and I have dried vomit in my hair. Yeah, I know that's disgusting. I think I can manage to take a shower now... We'll see.