I dropped Ben off at his house, and walked in the door about 20 minutes ago. The first words out of my mouth, to absolutely no one (expect perhaps my cat) was: What the fuck? It’s 2:30 AM? Gah. Justin and Ben kept up these crazy sort of hours, back at the very beginning of …
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