Cinéferior complex: Four ways to lift my movie-induced depression
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I’m not sure. I think it was just the proximate cause, the trigger for the steep tailspin that has been building up inside me for months – maybe years. All I know is that when I came upon the notice on Craigslists lately, it made me want to go drown myself in a bucket of artificial butter.
“Face painters wanted for traveling dinosaur show (USA).”







