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George Michael, at 53, TODAY? Our simulation's player has gone blackhat.

Last Christmas, Careless Whisper and the jitterbug thing are like the most lovably ridiculous and perfect songs ever. Everyone knows that. I've defended 2016 because statistics but shit just got implausibly personal.

McCartney needs to double his number of bodyguards. And spend New Year's Eve in an ICU just in case. This now feels nuts.

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Life seems to become more and more about people as it goes. I was always a places guy, but they've lost most of their color. I wonder what I'd have done if you could have convinced me that would happen.