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By what strange chemic and metabolic alchemy does that steak that I ingested this eve become, upon its twelve-hour journey, a load of poop upon the blossomy morn? And what part of the poop does said steak occupy, for it is exceedingly difficult to parse it from the salad parts and the potato parts and [...]

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Finally, a vice presidential candidate I could see myself sleeping with. O sure, there was Walter Mondale–Wally–who fired my loins as a young man. I touched his hand–once, fleetingly–in a hotel ballroom in Louisville, Kentucky. I will never forget that day. He looked down at me with those soft midwestern peepers, and I could hardly [...]

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