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i haven't lost a moot court round this year. please don't make me argue about why there's oxtail for six.
law student in chicago. weeknights belong to the library, sundays to a pot of oxtail my aunt says i still rush.
I'll argue about
deep dish. it's a casserole, and i'll say so in any courtroom in chicago.
My simple pleasures
the first spoonful of oxtail when it's finally ready. the bleachers at wrigley in april, even when it's freezing.
We'll get along if
you're still arguing after the second objection. most people fold after one.
hour three of oxtail, page forty of contract law. the oxtail is winning.
walked the river after moot practice. theo conceded a point i'd have fought for all night, and we still won.
