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I will… sidestep unpacking the punchline here (so to speak) and instead openly wonder about that photo of Tony on the wall. Like, I’m pretty sure that’s a Memorial photo of Tony there, put up after he died. But he’s […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
This was a real game that we played in art school. If you say “no punch” nobody can punch you for five minutes that was the game
Walky won’t say how he feels doo dah doo dah Anyway, where Joyce cuts her own sentence off snaps this into memory:
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