eulogy for mr. two thousand and seven
everyone said this was going to be hard.
and by this i mean junior year.
strangely?
it wasn't.
not at all.
we don't operate in flexibility, as much as try. we operate in constants, in concrete. in the corporeal.
in reality.
and in reality?
this year was my favorite.
i can't
i can't even really verbalize what happened to
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