The only good thing the quarantine has done is remind me how hot Dr. Melfi is.

I'm a creature of repetition when it comes to movies and television programs. When Fight Club appears in the TV schedule, I sit through it for the nth time, already knowing every line of the screenplay.

I have been rewatching The Sopranos from my quarantine couch. And believe it or not, the HBO series made its debut 21 years ago. On the surface, it's about crime, hate, and philandering mobsters, but it's more than that (as most mafia stories are). It's also about family, love, loyalty, and people standing up for themselves and each other.

There are three moments from The Sopranos that stand out clearly in my memory. First, when Adriana got whacked. Second, when Dr. Melfi, was raped in a parking garage. Third, and my favorite, was the scene in which Chris and Paulie Walnuts got lost in the woods. What began as a simple task for the two - killing someone from the Russian mob - fell apart when the guy escaped and vanished into the snow-covered forest. Before Chris and Paulie knew it, they were stranded, lost, and arguing over Tic Tacs.

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Life can get dull, and life can get tough, but at the end of the day, it doesn't matter if the world is changing all around us. We still have each other. And hopefully soon, we'll be able to go to the beach, shake hands, and do all of the stuff we miss the most. For now, though, I'll be revisiting my old favorites and stare at Dr. Melfi's nice pair of legs.

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