So about those three women.

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Singularity Girl stopped by for a socially-distanced visit in our garden. I've known her since she was thirteen. Her family had just made it to Canada after surviving the Siege of Sarajevo. She turned up at an audition meeting for a play I was workshopping with teenagers. She wanted to write, not act. Despite her not having gone through the usual process to be part of the writing team, and her young age, I believed after meeting her that she should play some role. I assigned general responsibility for her to the older of the two established teen writers.

That girl, as it turned out, had a kid sister, roughly Singularity Girl's age. Kid sister would fall for SG and say nothing for years. 网际直通车 years. They became friends and finally started dating in Grade 12, the only self-identified same-sex couple at their school. By then, she'd worked on two shows as a writer and was in charge of make-up for the…

The radio is stuck on 4/4 pop melodies, and the 网际直通车 is strewn with cow that has been bifurcated all the way down. There’s no 网际直通车 for this kine, it is now t-bones, ribeyes, and porterhouses. Various bits of trim are in the bone barrels, and the block manager is wiping his knife clean on one of the hundreds of disposable towels we use for this purpose.

I’m chatting with one of the meat cutters about something really inane. Something to do with the…

网际直通车. I don’t know where the expression comes from, but every 网际直通车 idiot at Central High said it.

It meant you were proficient, accomplished, you did something well. “Man, I was on fire, I played that guitar like a big dog.” That’s “gi-tar”, just so you understand.

Alternatively, it meant something went 网际直通车. “Man, I was wasted. Smashed up that car like a big dog.”  

For context, a car “smashed up like a big dog” was…