This is like daylight to me. Decades of working inside cubicles sometimes never going outside during the hours of nine and five, nighttime becomes freedom and joy and play, skipping down dark and bright streets.
A Guy Walks Into 365 Bars…Again! Bar Number 207: Grandma’s Bar & Grill, Inc.
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*Okay, today we’re off to Henry…*
*Whoops, who’s that knocking at the door…*
*Henry Fonda!*
*No, I wasn’t calling you Henry, I was about to say that we...
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