This time I wander through childhood memories, my old teenage barbershop quartet, an old friend, and some thoughts about how strange it is to simply be alive.
My English stumbles here and there, my thoughts wander off, and I occasionally forget what I was talking about. As usual.
You don’t have to follow any of it. Just let me talk somewhere in the background and see where we end up.
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