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One night, I had dream that I lost a beauty competition because a stylist picked out a dress, gloves, and mask that made me look like Thanos. The person who won had been given the opportunity to sing the entirety of Hamilton on the catwalk. I was enraged.
Written By: A Certain Type of Decisive
June 22, 2020