A funny thing happened post-diagnosis. They put him on drugs, things went up and down, but he lived. He lived. It was li — Garth Risk Hallberg, City on Fire
A funny thing happened post-diagnosis. They put him on drugs, things went up and down, but he lived. He lived. It was li — Garth Risk Hallberg, City on Fire
A funny thing happened post-diagnosis. They put him on drugs, things went up and down, but he lived. He lived. It was li — Garth Risk Hallberg, City on Fire
A funny thing happened post-diagnosis. They put him on drugs, things went up and down, but he lived. He lived. It was li — Garth Risk Hallberg, City on Fire
A funny thing happened post-diagnosis. They put him on drugs, things went up and down, but he lived. He lived. It was li — Garth Risk Hallberg, City on Fire
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A funny thing happened post-diagnosis. They put him on drugs, things went up and down, but he lived. He lived. It was like a waiting room where they kept not calling your name.

— Garth Risk Hallberg, City on Fire
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