Apparently the personal signature is being replaced by the almighty PIN. Good riddance, I say. My signature is a frankensteinian mish-mash of cursive and printed letters. Eccentric and often unreadable. Wait, does that describe my personality generally?
Anyway. For all you girls and boys who came of age in the 1980s, here's some Terence Trent D'Arby.
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