Goodbye TJ, you were the best
I won't write much. Let me just say that TZ was my only home on the Internet. Where I was at home. Where I felt good. When I moved in, it was a cramped studio with a bunch of young guys with whom we became good friends, many of whom we still communicate with today, although they are long gone. We were young. We swaggered and had a blast. Then we moved from the studio to a cool luxury apartment, where you could only get in if you were cool or if you paid.