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Today I'm feeling about as broody as Karl Glusman looks in this shot from Esquire (via), but he's pulling it off much much better - I'm more like a sweaty swamp creature whose ankles have been hobbled and is just flopping around on the swamp floor begging to be put out of its misery. Which is not the look. So I'm gonna go now. Here's to Tuesday being nicer, eh? Eh.
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