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Tears of a Clown
May 30, 2007
I
cry a lot when I'm in relationships. How much is a lot? Let's say this: All my ex-boyfriends have suffered water damage. One poor sucker lost an arm from salt erosion. I cry so much that Nerve gave me a series in which I get to talk about all the times I cried. It's called "Crying in Restaurants," and you can read the first installment here. I love the picture they used to illustrate the story, but I have to tell you: I have never, nor will I ever, date a guy wearing a trucker cap.
