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and in doing so blurs the line between what is good and bad writing.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Ice.
I knew a popular boy who in adulthood was sentenced to a life of loneliness. People who had liked him concluded that pagophagia was really the only thing that made him cool. Like the successful treatment of an obscure disease, he was miraculously cured of his friends.
