It’s like every column of the New York Times’ “Modern Love”:
You go to the Registrar of Slaves, take a number, wait your turn, present your documentation to a bored clerk, and walk out with the emancipation papers for the slave you want to marry.
It’s like every column of the New York Times’ “Modern Love”:
You go to the Registrar of Slaves, take a number, wait your turn, present your documentation to a bored clerk, and walk out with the emancipation papers for the slave you want to marry.