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Duting my initial survey of the office I now work in, I came across this box: No sandwiches, either. I have honestly been having a really hard time putting into words precisely how this sign made me feel. It’s been bothering me. And after literally hours of musing on and off, and several failed attempts at writing [...] I can feel my stress fading already. “Welcome to My9 News at Ten, I’m Brenda Blackmon.” “And I’m Harry Martin. Up ahead: you are overly literal and rarely admit to being wrong.” When did this use of the term “gentleman” appear? Why did that term, rather than any other, come to be the accepted euphemism? Was “men’s” already taken? That’s what popped into my head when I saw this awning. That and: is it really possible to walk into a strip joint and think, as you pass under [...] You have no chance to survive. Make your time. |
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