because an old pal you haven't seen in ten years will post worrisome, slightly grotesque photos from your disconnected youth, and they will find their way to your in-box via subterranian channels.
They scared Devra, and I think I know why- I've got shark eyes. Those were taken when all I did was ride my bike all day and play 3-4 hours of basketball every night.
A canny observer might ask "yes, but what was he running from?"
The wife often laments that we didn't meet earlier in our lives. Judging by the photographic record, that may not have been such a great idea...
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