What do you mean you didn’t notice I was gone? Rude. I took a few weeks ‘off’ to swirl helplessly in the soup of life, a fly in the vinegar trap. I thrashed and spluttered but eventually let it happen. You know that game whack-a-mole? Of course you do. Well, sometimes you’re the sticky kid with a mallet and other times you’…
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