But for real, though, pour one out for Santiago ✌️Old man went through it.
Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.—Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea
Wishbone was nine-year-old me’s jam.
Brb having flashbacks to the college term paper I wrote about Gay Antonio™ in Shakespeare’s Merchant of Venice