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pontificating old men at the end of the bar know more than everyone about the nothing of which they speak; on the rarities when they deign to come down from their high stools they are but mere mortals, afraid of the dark spaces where no one can hear them weep
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Apr 11
Apr 11, 2026 at 8:00 PM UTC
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pontificating old men at the end of the bar know more than everyone about the nothing of which they speak; on the rarities when they deign to come down from their high stools they are but mere mortals, afraid of the dark spaces where no one can hear them weep
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51/M/West Deptford, NJ
Apr 11
Apr 11, 2026 at 8:00 PM UTC
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