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Now Fear This: My Boyfriend’s Back

Mrs. Supermarket’s iPod knows when I’m in the car.  It’s the only explanation. As soon as I get in, it’s going to play a couple of songs. The same songs. Every single time. Some of them, like the Undertones’ “Let’s … Continue reading

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