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There’s nothin’ ’bout this decade so far (MY decade, that is; my head-smacking new decade on this planet, which kicked off last December) that deserves pom-poms, craft lager, and sloppy blowjobs. But it’s only been four months, and I have never been one to have a lot of existential patience. That’s why I’m doing my…