Farewell Not; Dear, Sweet Little Figgy

Farewell Not; Dear, Sweet Little Figgy

By Richard Mabey Jr.

Little Figaro went Home to Rainbow Bridge this morning. Little Figgy was born on the first of September of 2005. She was about two months shy of her thirteenth birthday. We got Little Figgy in November of 2005, from a young couple in Central Pennsylvania who had turned their home into a rescue sanctuary for a lot of cats and dogs.

Little Figgy had been found in an old garage that had been closed up for some time. The old farmer who found Figgy in the closed garage had no idea how she got in there in the first place. But she was skin and bones. The dear old farmer knew of this couple who rescued dogs and cats and had a reputation of bringing ones who were in poor health, up to par.

When my sister, Patti, and I went to visit this couple, we had all intentions of just getting one cat. My sister fell in love with Lady Bug. The couple had given her another name, but my sister changed her name in just a few days after we got her.

That same afternoon, I saw Little Figgy on the couple’s kitchen floor, in an open box that had some blankets in it for bedding. I remember how Little Figgy looked up to me and meowed. From that moment, I just fell in love with this little tuxedo cat. She was still quite emaciated. Her ribs were still showing in her fur.

I remember picking up Little Figgy from her little cardboard box bed. Little Figgy looked up at me and licked my face. Not just once, but about a dozen times. It was as if Little Figgy was saying to me, “take me home kind man and be my daddy.”

The humanitarian couple had given Little Figgy another name. I just cannot remember what it was. I don’t know what it was, but I just could not put Little Figgy back in that cardboard box. I’m not saying that I just didn’t want to put Little Figgy back in that cardboard box. I know how strange this may sound, but I could not bend my knees. It was as if my knees were locked. I’m very serious about this. I know how strange this sounds.

At any rate, as I was still holding Little Figgy, she once again licked me all over my face. And then put her open claws onto my chest. As if to say to me, “I’m not letting go of you. Take me home with you.”

My sister, Patti, saw how Little Figgy was acting. So, my sister spoke up and asked the kind couple if we could take both cats home with us.

The husband quickly responded, “well normally, we only allow one cat per household.”

Then the wife interrupted her husband and said, “but in this case, I think we can make an exception.”

My sister and I took both, Lady Bug and Little Figgy, home with us that cold, November day, over 12 years ago. It was the start of my wonderful friendship with Little Figgy. I realize now, thinking about dear, sweet Little Figgy. I didn’t adopt Little Figgy. Truly, she adopted me.

I miss her very much. It’s going to be very hard to carry on, without her.

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My Life Has Changed So Very Much

Working as a humble Gate Guard, in a gated community in Central Florida, is not as easy as most people think it is.

My Life Has Changed So Very Much

By Richard Mabey Jr.

My life has changed so very much, from even the lifestyle that I knew five years ago. There was a time when I hosted a state-wide talk show that was featured on the Cable Television Network of New Jersey. I once taught Creative Writing classes at a small college in New Jersey. As a younger man, I wrote for at least a half-dozen newspapers. For well over 10 years, I wrote for the public relations department of a large telecommunications company, which was based in Morristown, New Jersey. And, for a little over five years, I worked as a copy writer for an ad agency. Sadly, that’s all behind me now. I am presently working as a humble Gate Guard, doing my utmost best to get my book published.

My desk in my bedroom, in my Florida home, where I do my level best to write and work on my book, at least three hours a day.

Lately, I have been working a lot of hours as a Gate Guard, working the graveyard shift. It is an eerie, haunting, Twilight Zone experience to say the least. There is the quiet of the night. The loneliness. The whirl of the wind at midnight. The cadence of the clock, continuously ticking in the Gate House. It’s not all that easy to be a Gate Guard in a gated community in Central Florida. If truth be told, a lot of people are very rude to me. And, a significant number of the people, freely curse at me, each and every night.

My bedroom is my place of solace, my escape from the insanity of working as a humble Gate Guard.

When I come home, from working the graveyard shift, I am exhausted beyond exhausted. My bedroom is my solace, my comfort, my escape from dealing with so many of the rude residents and visitors that pass by my Gate House, each and every night. I end up sleeping for a while, when I first get home. Then I write, rewrite, and then rewrite scenes and chapters of my book. Writing is hard work. Most people do not realize how much hard work goes into good writing.

The eerie, haunting quality of working the graveyard shift, is practically impossible to put into words.

Then, after writing for about three hours or so, I try to get a little more sleep, before eating supper and then traveling off to my lonely Gate House, to do the Gate Guard routine once again, for yet another night.

Some people have suggested to me, to simply give up on my dream to get my book published. Those negative remarks only fuel the flame in my heart to greater heights of determination. For myself, failure is not an option.

In September, I’ll be 65. It’s not that easy to get old in America. I’m not going to get into politics here. It’s just not that easy, growing old in America. I’m as red, white and blue as the next chap. But the plain, ordinary truth is that it’s not easy to grow old in America.

Still, I keep on trucking. I’ve got a lot of bulldog in me. I tend to have this quiet, shy side to me. But within my heart, a flame burns brightly to climb the mountain of success in life. For, alas, there is a lot of bulldog in my heart, mind and soul.

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Remembering The Writers’ Circle TV Show

The Writers’ Circle was a weekly television talk show that was shown on Kinnelon, New Jersey’s Channel 20. The show ran for about two years from 1997 to 1999.

Remembering The Writers’ Circle TV Show

By Richard Mabey Jr.

Today I watched some of the episodes of the old Writers’ Circle television talk show. I had not watched the tapes from this show in about 15 years. It seemed funny to go back in time and watch the show, once again.

The Writers’s  Circle was shown weekly on KHS-20 Community Television, based in Kinnelon, New Jersey.

I began production of the Writers’ Circle in 1997 after having produced and hosted the Cable Television Network talk show show, Cross-Talk, for five full years. Watching the tapes today, reminded me of just how hard I worked on WC. It was such an incredible labor of love.

The actually began dreaming up the concept of WC, about a year before Cross-Talk finished production, when the Cable Television Network of New Jersey closed their doors and went out of business. WC was an exciting, new start for me, to say the least.

Producing, editing and hosting The Writers’ Circle was a labor of love. I put many hours into the planning, production and editing process of each and every show.

I put an incredible amount of time, labor and love into WC. I did all the editing of all the shows produced. I was solely responsible for lining up guests for the show. And, last but not least, I hosted the show. I learned a lot from it all. It forced me to grow and evolve as a journalist and a television talk show host. It was like learning how to swim by being thrown into the deep end of the swimming pool.

I remember that on some of the shows, I would put up my post office box address on the closing credits. To my surprise, I did receive a considerable amount of favorable letters.

The Writers’ Circle would feature an interview, each week, with a local up and coming local writer from northern New Jersey.

It’s not easy to produce, edit and host a weekly television talk show and hold down a full time job at the same time. It was at the dawn of Year 2000 that I landed an editing and copy writing job at an ad agency in northern New Jersey. My new job at the ad agency required a lot of late hours. The strain was too much and I said farewell to the Writers’ Circle project. Something that I still regret to this day.

Looking back, I realize how blessed and fortunate that I was to have such great guests on the Writers’ Circle. The true success of the show was in the insight and intelligence of the show’s many different guests.

Looking back, I know that a big success of the WC television show was in the incredible guests that I was fortunate to have on the show. Most of them were up and coming local writers, who made their home in northern New Jersey. If truth be told, I learned so very much from having the golden opportunity to interview so many incredibly gifted writers. Something that I still cherish to this day.

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The Birthday Card

In September of 1977, for my 24th birthday, my old girlfriend, Linda gave me a handmade birthday card. The card dearly touched my heart. Now, over 40 years later, I still have it.

The Birthday Card

By Richard Mabey Jr.

Going through some of my old journals today, I stumbled upon the birthday card that my old girlfriend, Linda, gave to me on my 24th birthday. Something inside of me trembled as I held that cherished card in my hands. Linda had given me her handmade birthday card, back in September of 1977.

I was so deeply in love with Linda. We dated for well over a year. I asked her to marry me and she accepted. Sadly, we didn’t make it to the alter. Something that to this day, deeply saddens me.

Linda was an artist. She was an exceptionally talented artist. I believe, I truly believe, that Linda was a genius when it came to artwork. At the time, I was working hard to get my play produced. It was the true story of my grandfather, Watson Mabey and his brother, Earl Mabey, growing up along the old Morris Canal.

Linda had this Bohemian perspective on life. She loved folk music. She spent hours upon hours working on her artwork. Linda had this little store in northeast New Jersey, where she sold handmade greeting cards, drawings, and three-dimensional miniature scenarios of nature.

This is the inside of Linda’s birthday card that she gave to me over 40 years ago. I still cherish it.

Linda would often wear long cotton dresses. She had an array of old hats that she would wear at her little store. She often wore old denims with old flowered patterned cotton blouses. She loved to wear colorful scarves around her neck. She had long brown hair that hung down past her shoulders. She never wore makeup. Linda had this beautiful aura, a shining countenance, and a smile that could warm up an entire room with a hundred people in it.

At the time that I dated Linda, I worked three jobs. I worked in the Public Health Department of my little hometown, I wrote for a local newspaper, and also worked as a salesperson in this catalogue showroom. I was working like a madman for two reasons. First, to buy Linda a diamond ring. Secondly, to bank enough money to put down on the purchase of a starter home. I was bound and determined to skip the apartment stage of early married life.

O. Henry may not have dreamed up this ultimate irony. The more I worked, the further apart Linda and I became. At one point, I was working 60 hours a week. I was weary, worn and exhausted from working too hard. Sadly, the physical, emotional and spiritual closeness that Linda and I shared was ebbing away. It was such a sad thing.

Linda was the last Bohemian type woman whom I was ever to date. Soon after Linda and I broke up, I took a job in the Marketing Services Department of a national toothbrush manufacturer. It was the dawn of the 1980’s and I began dating women who were more closely aligned to a corporate mindset. The driven type of women. I confess that deep inside, I missed Linda and her Bohemian, carefree, artistic spirit tremendously.

I was never to see Linda ever again after we broke up. Except for one special night at one of my poetry readings.

In the summer of 1994, I presented a poetry reading workshop at one of those big bookstores. I remember that there were at least 50 people in attendance that night. To my amazement, as I stood in front of all those people, I saw Linda in the audience. My heart melted like an ice cream cone on a summer’s day.

When the poetry reading was completed, I thanked everyone for coming out. I will never forget this. Linda was sitting in the third row, all the way to my left hand side. Immediately I began walking over to Linda, after thanking everyone for coming out to the poetry reading. This lady stopped me and asked me some question about writing poetry. I politely answered her as quickly as I could and looked over to where Linda was sitting. She was now gone.

I scanned the area of the bookstore. I left the group of people who were all gathered about talking about poetry. I searched that bookstore, high and low, Linda was gone. I went back to the podium and gathered up all my notes and waved goodbye to everyone. I went out to the night sky of the big parking lot. I scanned the parking lot as well as I could. Linda was gone.

I got into my car. And, before I turned on the ignition, the waterfall commenced and I cried my eyes out. I’ve never seen Linda again.

I pray that Linda is alive and well. I pray that she is happy. I pray that she is still an artist. I pray that her Bohemian spirit still burns brightly in her heart.

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The Plight of the Working Class in America: The Orange Juice Bottling Plant

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The Plight of the Working Class in America:

The Orange Juice Bottling Plant

By Richard Mabey Jr.

I shall be as concise and precise as I possibly can here. Herein lies the truth. You can recant with the usual conservative Fox News and radio talk host jive, with statements like, “there’s work out there, people are just too lazy to work.” But here is one example of truth.

Jim Farlow graduated high school in 1971. His dad, Bill Farlow, worked at the orange juice plant in Orange Blossom, Florida. The plant was owned and managed by two families; the Terhune family and the Salem family. Both families had their entire family work in the orange juice plant. The Terhune’s and the Salem’s were decent people. They were fair to their employees.

Bill Farlow was the Chief Operating Mechanic of the gizmo whizmo gearing apparatus, better known as GWGA. Bill had worked at this very orange juice plant since he was 16 years old. Bill worked hard, he worked very hard to climb up the ladder to become the COM of the GWGA. His son, Jim, dreamed of one day following in his dad’s footsteps. But for right now, Jim worked the packing and assembly factory line for the concentrated orange juice division. It was tough, hard, mean work. But young Jim did not mind.

At night, Jim would study his dad’s manuals and books about the workings of the famous GWGA. Jim was becoming a bit of an expert in the mechanics of this huge orange juice bottling machine.

In 1981, there was a cold front that swept through Central Florida, during the month of January. The frost took a heavy financial loss for the Terhune and Salem family. Their orange trees, covering many square miles of orange groves, were affected by this freeze. But even still, property taxes had to be paid.

The plant was closed down for the months of January and February in 1981. The Terhune and Salem families were barely able to pay the property taxes, let alone the wages of several hundred employees.

In desperation, the two families sold their orange juice packing plant to the Quick Maid Orange Juice Company. Quick Maid Orange Juice Company, or QMOJ as the locals called the company, was a subsidiary of Macho-Cola Company, which was a subsidiary of Best Quality Foods Corporation.

By March of 1981, the old orange juice packing plant was in operation. But change was in the air. There were rumors that the big wheels at QMOJ wanted more production out of the plant. By the Fall of 1982, the GWGA apparatus was replaced by a fully computerized, automatic mechanized, state of the art orange juice bottling system. Sadly, Bill Farlow was laid off, along with a few hundred other employees. Bill took a job at the local Rip-Ya-Off Department Store, located out on the highway. It had just been built.

Bill was not able to get a full-time job right away. He took on part-time work, with the promise that if he was a good enough employee, he would be considered for full-time. Sadly, Bill retired from the Rip-Ya-Off Department Store as a part-time worker, with no pension. He kept his family above water, by doing odd jobs for neighbors and friends.

Jim stayed on in the Concentrated Orange Juice Division, or the COJD as it was frequently referred to. He was never offered a promotion. When QMOJ bought the plant in the little town of Orange Blossom, Florida, they brought down their own crew of supervisors and managers to run the operation, the way that they felt was best.

In June of 1991, a group of big wheels, from Best Quality Foods Corporation, came down to inspect the production effectiveness of the orange juice bottling plant. Their final report recommended to the CEO of BQFC that the plant be closed down and bottling operations be moved to Gamojero, Mexico. Everyone was laid off.

Jim tried and tried and tried to get another full time job. But in the little town of Orange Blossoms, Florida, the orange juice bottling plant was the central economy for the entire town. Finally, after six months of looking for a job, Jim followed in his father’s footsteps and took a job at the Rip-Ya-Off Department Store. He was promised by the management, that if he did a good enough job, he would be moved up to full time status.

Jim was never moved up to full time status. In May of 2003, Jim turned 50 and was fired for having too many absent-tee times. You see Jim’s mother, Sue, was diagnosed with cancer in January of 2002. Jim was his Mom’s only care taker. His Dad passed away two years before. There were times when Jim was just needed at home, so he had no choice but to call in that he could not make it to work that that day. It wasn’t a frequent thing, but enough where the management had an excuse to fire the “older guy” at the store.

Jim tried and tried and tried to find another job. He was faced with being the victim of age prejudice. When he told family and friends about his plight, they reassured Jim that he was imagining it all. That age prejudice did not exist at all.

In August of 2004, Jim’s mother Sue passed away. Today Jim still lives in the very home that he was born in, in the little town of Orange Blossoms, Florida. He is now 64 years old. he gets by, by doing odd jobs for neighbors and friends. He truly followed in his father’s footsteps.

The old orange juice bottling plant is now a big eye sore in town. Quick Maid Orange Juice just let the town have it for taxes. Weeds grow in the parking lot. The local kids throw rocks at the windows, you know, the windows with chicken wire in them. The remains of the plant is just a heap of red bricks and concrete blocks and broken glass.

This is just one story of what the big corporations are doing to small town America. You won’t see this story featured on Fox News. You won’t hear the conservative radio personalities tell this story on their radio programs. They’ll just keep babbling the same old rhetoric, “there’s jobs out there, people just don’t want to work!”

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A Turning Point for Peter Onorati, “The Wedding”

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Peter Onorati and Susan Saint James in the “Kate and Allie” episode, “The Wedding“.

A Turning Point for Peter Onorati, “The Wedding”

By Richard James Mabey Jr.

I think that when Peter Onorati’s biography is written, “The Wedding” deserves to be a chapter onto itself. I’m not referring to Peter’s real life wedding at all. Rather to the episode that he starred in with Susan Saint James in the sit-com, “Kate and Allie.” I think that this episode was a turning point in Peter’s acting career. For in this episode Peter showed his acting range, from funny sit-com moments, to moments that were rather sensitive and heart warming.

For Peter Onorati’s debut in a recurring role, in a television series, was on the television sit-com, “Kate and Allie.” Kate was portrayed by Susan Saint James. And, Allie was portrayed by Jane Curtin. It was December of 1988 when the show’s sixth season began. The reason that the show did not start in September, was that there was a big Writers Guild of America strike at the time.

Peter portrayed the character Lou Carello on the show. Lou was the Superintendent of Kate and Allie’s new apartment, that they had just moved into. And, Lou had a big fat crush on Kate. It was in the 18th episode of the sixth season, that Peter’s character brought on a full dimensional scope. It was in this episode that Lou convinces Kate to be his date at his cousin’s wedding. But Kate really does not want to go to the wedding with him. To put it another way; Kate really, really, really does not want to go to the wedding with Lou.

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Peter has this moment of sincere humility, when his character Lou Carello asks Kate to accompany him at his cousin’s wedding.

I personally, love the scene where Peter’s character, Lou Carello, asks Kate to his cousin’s wedding. I really liked the way that Peter played this scene. He has this kind of thing going, that Don Knotts often did in his role as Barney Fife in a lot of the scenes with Thelma Lou. There is this outgoing, confident, rather full-of-himself side to Lou Carello. Then, there is this other side to Lou. He’s insecure about himself. His heart is beating like a big bass drum, trembling to ask Kate for the big wedding date. And, Peter played the scene fantastically.

The viewer actually develops an empathy for Lou Carello. I don’t think there’s a man on planet earth, who could not identify with Lou’s plight. That insecure feeling of asking a woman for a date, whom you really like a lot.

At the wedding, Lou Carello is in his glory. He could not be happier. There at his cousin’s wedding are all of his relatives, and most importantly his Mom. There is something heart moving and tender about this entire wedding scene. Lou Carello is at the wedding with the beautiful woman, with whom he has a most painful crush on.

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Throughout the wedding scene, you can just read Lou Carello’s mind. You can feel his pain. He is so taken with beautiful Kate, but he knows deep in his heart, that when the wedding reception is over, he goes back to being the Superintendent of the apartment complex. And, sadly, Kate will be just another one of the residents there.

Throughout this entire wedding scene, Peter has these moments where his face shines like a diamond, he is so happy. But then there are moments where you can see the sadness in Peter’s eyes, for his character knows that the clock is ticking. And, when the wedding reception is over, he’ll go back to being the Superintendent of the apartment complex and beautiful Kate will become just another tenant. There is this bittersweet feeling throughout the entire wedding reception for Lou Carello. And, Peter Onorati plays it beautifully. The viewer really does develop an empathy for Lou’s plight.

I think this scene hits hard for a lot of men. Because, while most men don’t want to admit it, most men have been in this situation themselves. It’s both a beautiful dream and horrible nightmare, all at the same time.

So what happens after the wedding is over? I don’t want to spoil all the fun of watching this great episode of “Kate and Allie.” You can catch it on Youtube.

Simply put, it’s a great episode of “Kate and Allie.” And, aside from seeing our good friend, Peter Onorati, in a great comedy role, you get to see Susan Saint James dressed to the nines. And to think that dear old Peter got to dance with her! Well, as good old Rod Stewart sang to us, all them years ago, “some guys have all the luck!”



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Peter Onorati Smashes The Myth That “Over 60” Means Retirement

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Peter Onorati smashes the myth that “over 60” means retirement, in his dynamic performance of Jack Mumford in SWAT.

Peter Onorati Smashes The Myth That “Over 60” Means Retirement

By Richard James Mabey Jr.

The second episode of SWAT just recently aired on CBS-TV. And, in that episode Peter Onorati gave one dynamic, dramatic performance; smashing that horrible myth that “over 60” means retirement. Peter still has all of the fury, the controlled anger, the subtle arrogance, the powerful presence that made him a star in “Civil Wars,” the courtroom drama television series of the early 1990’s. There are certain trademark qualities, that run like a golden thread, in Peter’s various characters that he has portrayed over the years.

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There is no doubt that there is a unique quality to Peter Onorati’s acting style.

You know it in your heart. But it’s so hard to define, to put into words. But there is no doubt that there is a unique quality to Peter Onorati’s acting style. It’s the kind of thing when the boss gives you a hard time at work for no reason. That facial expression that befalls your face as your boss walks away, after he or she has just given you the business. Well, that’s the face of Peter Onorati as he fights for a cause, in his various roles.

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Peter’s character of Jack Mumford, called me back to another time and another place.

After having seen the first episode of SWAT, I felt that I knew Peter’s character, Jack Mumford, from another time and another place. It drove me crazy. It’s like when a song plays over and over in your mind, say a song from long ago, and you cannot remember what singer or group sang that song. It was that kind of thing.

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Peter Onorati’s character of Jack Mumford reminds me a lot of Stan Lee’s comic book character, Sergeant Nick Fury.

Then the other night, while watching the second episode of SWAT, the old light bulb went on. It was just like an old Road Runner cartoon, where the light bulb turns on just above the head of Wile E. Coyote’s head. It came to me, when I least expected it! Peter’s character reminded me of none other than Stan Lee’s comic book character, Sergeant Nick Fury. With all due respect, not the modern day Nick Fury, but rather the Nick Fury of the comic books of the mid 1960’s.

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My old tree fort, from where I read dozens of Nick Fury comic books as a kid.

When I was a kid, I read dozens of Nick Fury comic books from high atop my old tree fort. Sergeant Fury worked from instinct, he was rough and rugged, and had true-blue natural leadership skills. And, did not necessarily go by the book. I could see Peter Onorati playing the role of Nick Fury. I could just see Peter leading the Howling Commandos into battle where they are outnumbered 10 to one, but still come out victorious!

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Peter Onorati is a hard working man, who has never forgotten his thousands of fans!

I think that Peter Onorati is one of the most talented actors on television today! He is a hard working man, who has never forgotten his thousands of fans. I hold a very high degree of respect and admiration for Peter, for all he has accomplished, in a very tough and competitive field. Peter really is one in a million. In some ways, Peter’s character of Jack Mumford, who is the no nonsense guy with a heart of gold, reflects a bit of who Peter Onorati is in real life. Believe me when I tell you, Peter has a heart of gold!


You just don’t want to miss one single episode of SWAT. It’s on every Thursday night, on CBS-TV at 10:00 eastern time and 9:00 central time.

If you have not yet watched an episode of SWAT, you really need to check it out. It’s that kind of edge-of-your-seat, action packed drama that is generally reserved for the movies. The beautiful thing is that you don’t have to take out a bank loan to watch SWAT. You don’t have to sit in a crowded movie theater. And, you don’t have to sweat out finding your car in some crowded parking lot after the film is over. Yes, for absolutely no admission fee you can check out one of the most dynamic action-packed dramas on television! SWAT is on every Thursday night on CBS-TV; 9:00 eastern time and 10:00 central time. Believe me, you really don’t want to miss another episode!

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