one thing i can say, with full honor and conviction, welcome back bodi. it's about time. but also always be careful what you wish for, you just might get it, 7 times 7 fold, as they always say, and not referring to the man with his hand in his pocket, but the week goes by, quickly, quicker than usual, sleep required by illness causing days to end before the next begins, but other things, smells, the smell of a girlfriend on a sweater she borrowed, the smell of shampoo, or is it conditioner, those are the smells of my history, the smells of my nostalgia, those are the smells that bring me back to my basement, that bring me back to the not allowed places on a cruise ship, but smells of history, and new smells, well, new sights, and beauty rides the brown line
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