The contradistinction.
Looking back on my class notes from year ten is so morose: in September, my writing was almost neat and congruent. By October 1st, it was quite the adverse.
It didn't quite recouperate until after Christmas...
... But even by 2013, becoming exponentially optimistic with prosperity, echoes of the ramifications of 2012 lingered in my class notes.
Remember when we all died lol?
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