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| The house I share with my wife and child and child-to-be, I mean. I mean, I could have, in theory, gone to their nursing unit(s) and said "Look at this fucked-up book of lyrics by the guy from Spandau Ballet!" but would have been the point? |
Monday, November 24, 2014
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