Andrew Watterson I wish my shoulders would fit through that window. He sits day in, day out, Andrew Watterson, flipping yellowed pages and tapping keys, sleeping occasionally and drinking coffee.
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Andrew Watterson I wish my shoulders would fit through that window. He sits day in, day out, Andrew Watterson, flipping yellowed pages and tapping keys, sleeping occasionally and drinking coffee.
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