Scott Reynen was born in a car in the hospital parking lot. He later threw a boomerang that came back to hit him in the forehead. Scott has almost no sense of smell. Nonetheless, he managed to write this.
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Oh, the absurdity of it all: putting all that effort into making memories they won't remember of good times they never had.
— Life in Suburbia by Aaron Swartz.
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