It's late afternoon Sunday, and I'm on my way to the Bar for a 6-to-2 shift when the sky seems to get nine shades darker in about two minutes. There was no rain in the forecast, I think to myself, and then I think, I didn't actually look at the forecast. I was eating bagels, drinking mimosas, and watching the first few innings of the Yankees-Reds
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When are you and Jenny moving in?
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