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  • On afternoons like this, for no reason at all, I feel a little crazy. Reckless, impulsive, dangerous. I want to build something and smash it. I want to run naked into the sea yelling gibberish. I want to shave my head get a tattoo run up a mountain punch someone bungee jump and laugh and cry and shriek hysterically.

    But since I'm at work, this probably won't go down well.

    Coffee it is.
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