Okay, that’s day TWO of incessant color switching.
I’m sorry.
I really couldn’t be sorrier.
If you were attempting to read this mess today or yesterday, it was, well, a mess. But it’s not as chaotically messy and colorific now, and it IS back to the same incoherent and inconsequential level of writing as before.
I await your golf claps.
We all have to start somewhere. Somewhere in the crapper.
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