As I mentioned, I moved. I left a cozy little apartment that I shared with someone I love a lot. Someone really lovely. It was really sad. How does this relate to poop you ask? This very lovely person was a noisy pooper. I thought it was hilarious. I would be sitting in the living room and could sometimes hear a poop symphony. This person had quite a talent really. When you live with someone like me, this is a talent that is appreciated. 

So this post is for that person.

Thank you!

For the years of beautiful music, and for all the rest. 

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