Pitch

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Jan 9, 2022
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2022.01.08

A man in a white suit sat behind the table. He smiled and asked if I was interested in a happy afterlife. I told him I was. He wrote some notes in a small book, tore out the page, and told me to slow down on the sweets. I woke with an intense craving for coffee.

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