Right now on television there is a man in an orange hooded jacket (a windbreaker, I can't be sure) who is talking of the land of the midnight sun. He survives on things like sticks and melted ice.
All the commercials are about Las Vegas. My father (yes, I'm home right now) has just spilled a plate of beef on the floor. Part of me has never been
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