I’m Actually Glad I’m Toughing Out the Pandemic Single

While it’s been hard to sacrifice seeing family and friends plus travel and events, being by yourself for this long DOES have its perks.

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Ever since lockdown began that fateful day 10 months ago, this lost year has had millions of us feeling lonely, anguished, frustrated, angry…

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Game dev, writer, small biz & tax consultant to indie devs. That loud socialist Frog Slut from The Bronx, now in Angel City. https://linktr.ee/sonictoad

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Game dev, writer, small biz & tax consultant to indie devs. That loud socialist Frog Slut from The Bronx, now in Angel City. https://linktr.ee/sonictoad

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