I’ve only had two earaches ever. I don’t remember the first—I was eight months old—and at nineteen I feel much too old to have this one. After all, infants get earaches; adults get Hepatitis. I shouldn’t complain—I’m not losing my toes to frostbite—but my eardrum’s throbbing, and every pass of blood feels like Keith Moon’s [...]
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