It's SAG Pension calling. There are more forms for me to fill out.
I (reflexively) try to make my voice sound more pathetic, closer to death, in case they're not buying this whole fatal disease thing.
(ridiculous)
the chronicles of "a neurological disease" - (so they say) HOW IT ENDED (it never was) & I REGAINED MY G-D GIVEN HEALTH! (Fin de siècle)
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