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Reflections on the Impossibility of Rowboating |
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It wasn't as though he was the only one of his kind. Remember that other one? Yesterday morning, he facebooked -- "Frank Terry is shirtless," reminding me of showtunes, the big black ants I danced down his pants. Sometimes I still think about rowboating in Central Park, as if such a thing were possible. |
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