Her expression is innocence verging on acquiescence, until she imperceptibly flicks the switch, unspooling, with a comedian’s timing, a dazzling repertoire of reactions.
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When the temperature soars in Fairfax, Roni and I have been known to ditch the vaunted camaraderie.
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I think I’m losing my soul.
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Guy called Noize sent his new record. Sought me out after a talk show about Kiss.
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When a man in San Francisco leapt from 22 stories and almost landed on me, I scrambled to the family table.
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