Tim and I decided we needed to start a two-person book club to hold each other accountable to expanding our minds by imbibing more books than martinis (truthfully, he did not agree to the latter, and nor did I). This whole thing started because I bought him Blackouts for Christmas and since then, it’s been on the table collecting cat butt hair.
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