I'm toying with a new sidebar feature here at kinemapoetics right now. "OMG That's My Jam" will chronicle my five favorite songs for the week (or however long, you see how often I change that weekly stuff).
But readers beware: the songs are likely finely crafted, endlessly singable, and may lead to conspicuous consumerism.
Walking past the kitchen table I spied a small jar. "Roommate, j'accuse!" But then I saw that this was no jam, nor even a jelly, but in fact a marmalade. And I felt like a total ass.
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