Which is unfortunate, because despite a few attempts during a period of my life when it seemed imperative that I get out of the house and dance, I cannot Tango.
Neither can my brain, at the moment, despite having a rose wedged into its corpus callosum. Thus, interhemispheric communication is sweetly scented, yet thorny.
Furthermore! The bandoneón of my soul is making odd squeaking noises, and I'm wearing the wrong kind of shoes.
The outlook is grim, he said, and resumed staring out over the ship's bow towards the steel-gray horizon.
Neither can my brain, at the moment, despite having a rose wedged into its corpus callosum. Thus, interhemispheric communication is sweetly scented, yet thorny.
Furthermore! The bandoneón of my soul is making odd squeaking noises, and I'm wearing the wrong kind of shoes.
The outlook is grim, he said, and resumed staring out over the ship's bow towards the steel-gray horizon.
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