What was I really talking about? People, oh yes. People. And how silly they are. I just read, in the last day or two, about how people want their lives documented. This doesn’t really strike me as surprising — it’s a fairly obvious and true statement. But the starkness of it — without the proclamations, [...]
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I have something to tell you. Another bone. Lean in closer — it is, after all, a secret. I pick my nose. I pick it fairly frequently. Maybe a couple of times a day. Why? You might be asking in a tone of voice that suggests you would never think of committing such an atrocity. [...]
