"No opinions, no ideas, no real knowledge of anything, no ideals, no inspiration; a fat, slothful, querulous, greedy, impotent carcass; a stump; a decaying belly washed up on the shore." Ol' Cyril Connolly said it first, but that's me in a nutshell. Actually these days I'm more like a decaying belly sitting on the seat next to you on the train. But I'd like to go to the beach some time.
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