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Think your day was interesting?
Out of nowhere, a black Lincoln towncar pulls up in front of my house. Two reporters and a photographer step out. They ring my doorbell. They're British, they just flew in. I let the reporters in, but tell the photographer to leave. One reporter is from the DailyMail, the other from the Telegraph. The female reporter goes by Julie. She is hot. I offer them a drink and flip on the Murray/Djokovic match. They feign appreciation. They proceed to ask questions about a recent murder in the French Alps. I tell them what I know. They leave. I go back to my kitchen, cover my naked body in pancake syrup, and whistle for the labrador.
The last sentence is not true.