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We'll see if I keep this up. Rather than a free flowing river of thoughts, I feel like I'm trying to say something clever in someone’s yearbook. Maybe I should read someone (anyone) else's blog first...
Too many people with too much to say. Should I add more to an already noisy soup?

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