KACHOW WHAT’S POPPIN’ FELLOW LOVERS AND FIGHTERS AND HOPE-CANDLE LIGHTERS, IT’S YA BOI OL’ C.W. BACK AT IT WITH THE BOOKNOTES, and you’d better believe we’re doing another Mary Roach so TUNE IN, BUCKLE UP, DROP OUT, AND EXPLODE. These are my thoughts on her thoughts, but seriously, if you find yourself laughing or going “Huh.” or making note of any of the below to tell to a significant other, gaming group, or parole officer, please seriously consider just picking up a copy of this or any of her other books; better yet, support your local library (which will almost certainly have ebook-lending capability!) to do so, they need defenders now more than ever1. When I see fit, I’ll make comment on the passages below; [They’ll look like this.] Okay: three, two, one, let's jam. For every step forward, three go nowhere. Progress doesn’t march, it lurches. ⦁ ⦁ ⦁ ⦁ ⦁ That Pfalzpaint [a pioneer in the field of prosthetic noses] failed to garner lasting renown perhaps came down to the unscholarly…
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