A little love note to my friends in Winnipeg, who have drank, smoked, watched, walked, talked, listened and played much air bass with me, and, bless their hearts, have listened to me maul "I'm on Fire" on numerous occasions: you know who you are. So, a lamenting love note given to half-clothed lovers as they leave you (come back! I brush weekly now
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P.s: I waited for you for, like, three hours on Tuesday. How'd you miss me? I'm not exactly the easiest person in the world to overlook. :)
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