Burned Is The House

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“Okay, so you saw that, right?” “You mean the grown man trying to make out with you in front of your wife?” He laughed. “Yeah, I saw that.” So, I didn’t imagine it. Robert Smith really did try to kiss me, kiss me, kiss me. They say never meet your heroes, but I didn’t know what the rule about kissing them was.
Fahrenheit-182: A Memoir
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