I heard somewhere that there are two kinds of families. Those who can make it through dinner without the dictionary, and those who can't. I heard somewhere that there are two kinds of people. Those who do one something very well, and those who do a lot of things mediocre-ly. I understand that there are so many other kinds and kinds. But of these choices I am leaning towards looking up romantic while eating kale and then writing a song, zine, and four letters about the definition.
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I think I know which camp Kirill and I belong to...
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