[That's something he can just rattle off on a dime - like a story about a young woman failing to come to terms with death, struggling with the coarse reality of it.]
No reason for anyone to know it was his, right?
[Oh, Tim. Oh, Tim, you sweet, summer beardman. You don't know the name of the play.]
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No reason for anyone to know it was his, right?
[Oh, Tim. Oh, Tim, you sweet, summer beardman. You don't know the name of the play.]