So, I had a really good and sober weekend in Wellston, Michigan. That, just so everyone knows, is in the middle of nowhere. And I canoed (yeah, I'm using that word... I think it's real... I hope) for the first time. And I am crappy. Like, really bad. Like, incredibly bad. Let's be honest, I have many a bruise from the SIX TIMES I fell out of the
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