More of the Chronicles of A depressive disorder
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Tofu P.S.
For some reason, this photo didn’t post with the others. Perhaps because I had suggested, for the caption, “I can bring home the tofu. Fry it up in a pan. And never never never let you forget you’re a man.” Maybe there’s some kind of seventies-Enjolie-perfume-commerical screening function?