GRAY, GRAY, GO AWAY

You're immobile, sullen, foggy, sweaty. You spent two full weeks overeating and overdrinking. Your family reminded you how to be annoyed around the clock and how, in turn, to get on everybody's nerves. And yet, you've forgotten how to work. Or walk, for that matter.





And then it occurs to you: New Year's resolutions! Could redemption lie therein?



 
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