Last night, I was a genius. It was really late and I was really tired but I managed to prove myself wrong. Not wrong as in my daughter getting arrested for highway robbery ruining all her reputation. Not wrong as in 2 + 2 = 5. But I was, my being, was wrong. It was terrifying. I mean the consequences of being wrong, not the proof (which was
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