A commercial comes on and Himself coos plaintively, hopefully, I want to recover my luminosity.
Huh? I ask, with my brilliant command of the language.
But I can't really, he mourns. I've never been luminous. I'm more of a matte finish.
I shake my head, and say to him, as he has so many times to me, You're just not right....
Universalis, your very own breviary in pixels...
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