Midway Through My Vasectomy, the Surgeon Said One Sentence That Told Me Something Was Very Wrong. – The Archivist

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He guided a sobbing Vanessa back to the altar. The organist played a clumsy chord to cover the noise. I sat down and folded my hands in my lap.

The priest, sweating profusely, looked at the couple. “We are gathered here today…” he began, rushing through words, skipping the preamble. He wanted this over.

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