I don’t do Facebook. It’s a thing I’ve avoided for years; but desperate times and all that. I’m lonely in a way that hasn’t visited me since I was a teenager. Back then, I was surrounded by that ilk of youth I never understood, in which I was always a fixture, out of place but kept around for the rarity value. A raisin in the milk sort of thing. So it’s…
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