Please don't look at me like that. Can't you hear them getting louder? Haven't I been through enough? The salt otter and seaweed begin to pour from my mouth and onto your shoes. I realize my opportunity is gone. The ship has sailed. As have I. The coroner will say a heart attack. But now you know the truth. The debt now belongs to you. The end. So I like it. I really wish it got farther in the competition
Marc Sander
@MarcS1971 · 3:27
So I ended up writing a book. And it's my memoirs. There's 66 stories. It covers about 250 pages. So it's a lot of short stories in there. And that works for me. Knowing who I was as a writer, knowing my style and my strengths really helped me. So, anyway, thank you. And I look forward to listening to more bye