OK, so my life is not a musical comedy
Standing in the kitchen the other day with my spouse and the black animals nearby I break into a refrain from Fiddler on the Roof. “Underfed, overworked, Anitevka, where else could sorrow be so sweet”. And I thought, “musicals have been the soundtrack of my life” and wondered if others have gone through life the
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