To my darling friends and family. May the new year spill over with love, good health and happiness; the only three things that really matter amongst all the crap we’re to deal with from time to time. I have no resolutions just goals and promises to keep true to me. Happy New Year!

New Year’s is a harmless annual institution, of no particular use to anybody save as a scapegoat for promiscuous drunks, and friendly calls and humbug resolutions.

Mark Twain



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