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8:15 p.m. - April 04, 2002 To move on from this safe niche I must be unencumbered! Even my hair grows slower. Emotionally immature. Unstable. Socially maladept. Am I an ambulatory codpiece? Pour me a coffee with two shots of hazlenut with a view before you deliver the straightjacket and directions to the loony bin, will you?
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