Here's the sad, penultimate chapter of Robruary in which I talk, alone, about Death Cab for Cutie's "A Lack of Color" and how it made me the man I am today. There will be tragedy. There will be heartache. There will be copious moments of sad-sackery. I solemnly swear that this episode is well within the FDA limits of wracking man-sobs. Barely within the limits.
Please very much enjoy!
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