- 160 days ago by Mallory Ortberg
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Charles put his fine-lipped crystal whiskey glass down on his mirrored side table and sighed. The Vermont-milled whiskey stones sat slowly defrosting in the empty glass, staring accusingly up at him.
How many personal leather-bound shaving kits did a man with only one face need, he wondered. Was thirty enough? Forty? More





