Sodden Thought: Facebook asked that I suggest new friends for Norton Buffalo. Somehow I don't think I need to make "friend " suggestions for him. RIP. Ride on. For a minute there, I thought maybe there was a Facebook in heaven that I don't know about. One time I dreamed there was a special phone for the dead so I called my grandmother. It was so real that when I awoke, I was disoriented. And disappointed. It's some deep metaphor though!
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