"Battle of the Bands…Saturday…at Hooligans…Long Branch, NJ…" Oh, really? Grow older, and you start to lose your facility with languages, with idioms you used to take for granted–whole continents that you used to bestride in your freedom and glory, swaggering in your boots, grow savage to you, and incomprehensible. They revert, at least as
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