Tag: Greg House
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A Dose of “House”
Watching ‘House’ annihilates the before-bedtime drama I used to habitually conceive. It’s neither a calming capsule nor a sleeping pill. (Perhaps an ecstasy? But, not.) Though symptoms like turned-up hair ends, and highly activated senses (except for taste and smell) appear, House is never a drug to fear, none the less a fatal virus, just…