It's the Day's Day of Days! Because I never thought that losing you could ever hurt so bad.
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And the faces are still melting. At this point, staring at art that is bad even by Muir's standards, I am left wondering if this present bizarre storyline will peter out or reach some nonsensical conclusion.
It's about fifty-fifty, I bet.
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