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The Boyfriend Who Noodled on Guitar: A Horror Story The New Yorker (satire) Could it be? Lore had it that only the Devil's boys play guitar when they know they have company coming, for such a thing is boring for others to watch! But when I flung open the door and gazed into Rob's man cave, I saw a sight that I prayed could be ... |
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