No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine,
He's haunted by something he cannot define.
Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse,
Assail him, impale him with monster-truck force.
General reminder to Chris, Ant, et al:
I'll be in NY for the impending anniversary of my birth from Wednesday through Saturday. Friday's the best day for me to head
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