A letter, addressed to me, from my nipples:
Gus,
From heretofore, please refrain from running in the rain without an undershirt. I know we're really just cosmetic entities, but nonetheless....
Yours,
Nipples
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dispatches from a twee trapped in the body of a Marine who's trapped in the Student body of UC Berkeley.
Gus, I like you for who you are.
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