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Today I heard five Shakespearean insults walking along the corridor, and if I hear one more, it will be a good day, an even day.
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Today I heard five Shakespearean insults walking along the corridor, and if I hear one more, it will be a good day, an even day.
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My Apple Watch told me, every day, how I was grinding myself down, but it didn’t particularly care.
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