I’m typing this to you from an undisclosed location on a stolen WiFi signal (rigged, MacGuyver-style, from a coffee filter, three paperclips, a filling from one of my teeth, and a pencil) so my minders won’t know that I’m not feverishly typing away at Butterfly.
I am still alive. Send Dunks.
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