No Surprise
The first complete stranger to ever recognize me from a production that I had done was a homeless guy on Queen Street trying to sell me some hash.
Ever since then, nothing surprises me.
:: warm words from a hot head ::
The first complete stranger to ever recognize me from a production that I had done was a homeless guy on Queen Street trying to sell me some hash.
Ever since then, nothing surprises me.
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