back with some Friday reccomends.
The search for the song of the summer is a fruitless quest if you never cared much for the season in the first place. I like summer just fine, I just don’t love it. I sweat more than I would like, and I’m tall enough that the perfect length of short is always just out of reach. I don’t care much for the song of the summer, but I love to think about the …
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