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Hi! I'm watching the Fun Home bootleg and Not Dealing. Entering the second half, so expecting the uncontrollable weeping to commence at any moment; the catharsis will be welcome tbh. How bout alla y'all?

(I told my therapist today - it's like it started at "oh no," descended to "oh no," and now we've reached "oh god oh god" levels of no-ness with the revelation that the shooter was a club regular himself. 50 club-goers dead, not 49.)