‘Sup reader, how’s your life goin’? Personally, I’m in a quandary. A pickle, as it were. Like a ship trapped between the Scilla and Charibdes, or a turd circling a bowl that refuses to flush I’m caught between joy and despair, because I’ve returned from a month’s holiday in California to find my beloved Patpong—the...
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