Someone asked me the other day if I ever dance. My answer: Yes, I do.
It looks a lot like this:
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Marc in the City
Where Seattle meets New York, and they talk about sports for a while, and Seattle admits that he doesn't really know much about sports... then passive-aggressively makes New York feel inadequate for not knowing about obscure bands from the Northwest.
I mostly use this space to talk about things I do and TV that I watch.
These symbols "{ }" indicate asides. You can skip these sections and the rest of the update will still make sense, as if the section never happened at all.
To contact me, send email to: marcinthecity@gmail.com.
I mostly use this space to talk about things I do and TV that I watch.
These symbols "{ }" indicate asides. You can skip these sections and the rest of the update will still make sense, as if the section never happened at all.
To contact me, send email to: marcinthecity@gmail.com.
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