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It had to happen. White shirt, gravy – the two meet on my lunch break. Now I have to walk around looking like the uncoordinated eater that I am.
Life between coffees.
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It had to happen. White shirt, gravy – the two meet on my lunch break. Now I have to walk around looking like the uncoordinated eater that I am.
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