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Step Away From All Chariots (Burning Edition)

CONTENT WARNING: Vague to extreme silliness–and back again. Since 1990 I’ve been visiting Ana S. every other month, less when I was younger and single and living on a leaky ¬†sailboat and a semi-working actress with miracle¬†hair never listing towards … Continue reading

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