Tell me if you feel me here. Or, conversely, if I have reached a level of condescending amusement that precludes me from tangibly feeling anything, or anyone…. and thus, you don’t.
Quick game of six degrees; please, hold the panic in. I read Bill Simmons(the Sports Guy) a lot. A few years back he did a running exchange with the late, great, Ralph
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