Urghhhhhhhh. Arrrrfffffffgggggggggggggggeckkkkkkkkk! That’s the pained sensation of my body put into words. No, no, it’s not (just) constipation. I’m sitting at a communal table at Starbucks, trying to comb my inner space to see if there’s anything worth writing today. Now, I’m outside. Now, I’m inside again at a new table. Now, I’m outside again. I don’t avoid the concerned…
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