I used to talk a lot. I mean, I did it for a living. When that’s your life, gaffes, mispronunciations, and faux pas come in batches. I blame it on being sleep deprived. Reason I couldn’t sleep was because I couldn’t stop agonizing over the last stupid thing I said in public and what would …
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