Believe it or not, there was a time when I was quite normal. I was well-adjusted, with hardly an evil thought in my head (except when waiting to be served by someone whose conversation with a colleague is more important than their customers).
And then I took the American Gothic course at the City Lit Adult Education Institute i…
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