66 Days, the Number of the Beast, Almost, No, Don’t Worry, No Beasts Were Harmed In the Making of this Post
Anecdote: Today when I was waiting to cross the street, a guy in a reflective vest carrying two bags of trash walked out in the street and stood two inches from passing cars and told us all, “Don’t do what I do! It’s too dangerous!” And got across 61st Street a millisecond ahead of the […]
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