It was a cold and dreary February 13, and nary a fuck was given. The weather outside was far from delightful, but despite the wintry mix, somehow yours truly made the trek to Lerner, late, confused, and poorly informed (so the norm basically). The night got off to a promising start, in that I walk […]
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