I'm laughing because Aaron is laughing, not because I find it particularly humorous that our bathroom rug is covered in dog shit.
I'm calm because I'm collecting myself, not because I find it relaxing to drive, unsuccessfully, over an oil-slicked Broadway on a Vespa. I'm turning down a ride from a stranger because I wasn't completely deaf during my formative years and I would rather walk or take the bus than risk my life and dignity on the degree that I find some random dude's offer to be genuine.
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