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Welcome to the Blaine Bowie Podcast.

I'm a silly, foolish, buy.

Because I'm recording this podcast quite late.

And why am I recording it late?

I had a strange day.

I had a full-on day, emotionally.

I decided to have musely for breakfast,

which I haven't done in many, many years.

Just got it into my head, fuck it, I'll have musely.

See what the crack is.

And I was eating musely.

Now I don't know why the musely is relevant to this.

It's the only thing I can think of.

But while I was eating the musely,

like a repressed memory of childhood drama, surfaced.

And I think the musely triggered it.

It's all I can think of.

Like I haven't eaten musely in years.

And something about the musely was nice.

Something about the musely triggered a childhood memory

that was unpleasant.

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