I believe it was just a typo, but now I believe it shall be a tradition. The ID is gone, I've moved on, it was a hard thing to do, but to resurrect the card would only tarnish its memory. Last night I had an extremely vivid dream of shaving, it was probably the best shave I've ever had. So when I woke up I felt like I didn't need to shave anymore. That's the story of how I came to work with a five o'clock shadow.
Cordially,
Scott
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