Gabe loves this guy:

[S]ociety has drawn an unspoken line in the age-sand, and once you cross that line you are invisible to people on the other side. But you are still there. And sometimes you have to cross that line for a couple of minutes and BUST SOME SERIOUS MOVES UP IN EVERYONE’S FACE to let them know that YOU ARE ALIVE and YOU ARE AMAZING. Then it’s back to your side of the line, where hopefully there is a comfortable chair, or a hospital bed to lie in.

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