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My superstition is this: if I'm surrounded by people on New Year's, my following year becomes cold and lonely; if I'm surrounded by a token few, but very important to me, people my following year becomes warm and full of companionship. Guess it's not so much superstition as it is the trend of the last 10 years of my life. Everytime I've gone to a party where there are acquaintances and random guests, the following year is heartbreaking--unless it's me wandering into my local pub because all my good friends are scattered to the winds, as I've done the last two years.
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Originally posted by clavus
To say that I was naked, when I broke in would be a lie. I put on safety glasses.
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