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I’m not a sentimental man.
As a grown man, I’ve only sobbed twice, both times because of sentimentality. (And I mean, bawled, snot dripping from my nose, hiccuping with gasping breaths, falling to the ground and pounding the floor crying.)
But I realized there’s no such thing as sentimentality.
You with me?
Lemme tell you why.
But first, some background. Read more »