Sometimes, I can't help but feel like much of my life is like a magazine. And, so far, all I've been doing is thumbing through the five-hundred pages of fluffy ads. I haven't even reached the substance yet.
Guys, I'm desperate to rip all of the unnecessary ads out of my life-magazine. That might only leave me with a remainder of ten pages, but those ten pages are actual content. They're substantial. They matter.
Do it.
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