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He was the epitome of human self-indulgence and dysfunction and didn’t seem to give a fiddler’s.

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He was the epitome of human self-indulgence and dysfunction and didn’t seem to give a fiddler’s.

Larry G. Maguire
Aug 2, 2019
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He was the epitome of human self-indulgence and dysfunction and didn’t seem to give a fiddler’s.

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He was the epitome of human self-indulgence and dysfunction and didn’t seem to give a fiddler’s. He was messed up but in some way was peaceful with it. That’s why he is what he is to me. Thanks for writing.

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