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A heart as manly as his beard, as soft as his dog's soulful gaze.

Some dogs are good, alive.

That is some FIERCE indifference. I'm out.

Is that an eyebrow mite?

They Might Be Giants? Holy shit, I'm into them too, anonymous 90s stranger!

So, a Staff Picks feature.

The angels are all grad students, and their thesis advisors insist that, by definition, they are not being exploited.

I don't doubt you have a better overview of what they do in Chicago, but it really did happen.

I know, right? We always be drivin' like THIS, to pick an example at random.

There's a place in NYC that claims to sell angel's tears as a garnish, but if you read the fine print it turns out to be some macro-vegan bullshit.

Things may have changed, we may have gone to different places in that very large city, but I'm quite certain of this.

So, it's a form of khlav-kalash?

He's of kind of busy. Take a number.

Less of a sandwich, more of a vaguely indecent imposition on the fresh marketplace air.

His work in King Sickly Pinkish?

Yup. Lived in Chicago from 1994-1995, and from 1999-2008. Mustard, kraut, relish, banana peppers, sure. Ketchup, they do not do.

Seconded.

That bugs me.

Or, as Brooks Shields said to a certain Ricky Coogin,