“Michael,” said my editor with a cruel, evil twinkle in his eye, “have I got a dream assignment for you.” I steeled my nerves and through sheer force of will managed to avoid the loud, noisy gulp which I have learned only fuels Carl’s sadistic side. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, buddy-like.
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April 3rd, 2016
Michael Crisman 
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