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So, occasionally, when I'm walking down a street that smells like urine, or on a bus that smells like urine, or standing in line behind someone who smells like urine, I try to nurture whatever zen I have left that hasn't been completely obliterated from years of tupperware-stored rage by imaging myself in my own … Continue reading A Very Boolicious Soundtrack
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