You know, it's weird. When you're walking home after a night in which you thought you just couldn't feel any more put out, pushed around, low, low, pathetic and low, it's not actually a pick-me-up to nearly walk straight into Peter Buck. It made me feel flushed and panicky, and then immediately compare my life with his... my life suffers in the
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