Irony. Fate. Whatever you want to call it.
Sandbar, Friday night. Billy has gone to the restroom, and I'm standing around with Ruben. "Hey Ya!" by Outkast comes on, and I start to feel upset, but then I think to myself "NO! You can move past this, and you can learn to enjoy this song again." And as I look up, I see the person who this song
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