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When you talk about something like Godzilla Minus One, you are treading into Shakespearean territory regarding analyzing themes and structure.

I usually cover the mundanity of my pedestrian, everyman life in this space. For a change of pace, I thought I’d cast my gaze further abroad, and share something far more unique to you, the great and intelligent readers of the Duzett Gazette; something you hear about every day, but never truly encounter yourself: the news.

I am not a good football spectator. I regularly chime in with insightful queries, such as “This is the sport where they say ‘love’, right?,” or “So when do they let the lions loose?”

So there I was: Finally awake, wearing different clothes, no underwear on, lying next to a strange woman, my belly shaved. Not again, I think.

I was prepared to do a full review of the year 2022 – highlights, lowlights, middlelights, the whole bit. Then I realized that would be a waste of time, as the one trait shared among all Duzett Gazette subscribers is their being alive last year.

The old Christmas traditions are dead. Families used to celebrate Christmas in the one true and correct way: by watching scratchy animated films about dying snowmen, mutated reindeer, anemic trees, and weird green men you wouldn’t touch with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.