The light of day? Pshaw? The great dancing Gollum of our time and his quaint European supermodel nose have avoided the authorities and are free to grab their own crotches and sing of world peace once again.
Reality has taken a turn for the worst as MJ (not the sportsman) retreats back into his Neverland of chronological denial...an ivory tower built of legos and stuffed animal fur.
Reasonable doubt is a powerful thing...
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resurgens.
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