This is such a lovely story, Matt Querzoli.
Tamyka Bell

Why thank you Tamyka. When they bisect me after I die, they will find what you have found now; in the middle, after pushing back the satire, the desire to tell rather unfortunate stories, and the vital organs, you will find the nice part of me. A benign tumor, of sorts.

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