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He had wanted to watch Ladyhawke, that little loved 80s fantasy movie with Matthew Broderick and Michelle Pfeiffer in it.… Read more The Sun Has Gone Down and The Moon Has Gone Up and Long Ago Someone Left With Her Memory
Blackouts just don’t cause mass panic like they used to. Is it a symptom of the collective, let’s call it,… Read more Blackouts Just Don’t Cause Mass Panic Like They Used To