And all the other cliches Goodbye, 2020. Can't say that I'm sorry to see you go. You were like the toxic relationship no one wanted. The pimple that appeared in the middle or our collective foreheads that we couldn't get rid of, no matter what method we chose. A horrid case of BV. A never-ending …
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