I met this guy, a limo driver, out in Redding, California. He introduced himself as Diamond Dave. As in, “Nice to meet you, I’m Diamond Dave.” He meant it too. I called him Dave once, said, “thanks, Dave,” actually, and he corrected me. He wanted to make sure I inserted the Diamond part in there. [...]
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