I asked my daughter if she enjoyed watching Daniel Day-Lewis. She said, "I didn't get to see him at all. What I saw was Abraham Lincoln, right before my eyes."
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This is where my thoughts pool as a reservoir of miscellany and peculiarity. It's actually not my brain that's dripping -- it's my soul that's leaking. It's really no big deal.
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