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And now, as these stiff fingers type out this note, the aches are all I have left, the day was not too long and it was not hard all the time, just most of the time., And the highligh of the days when the men gathered round the disaster giving their opinions on how they would solve the issue.
The fine art of surfacing was not what I was hoping for, it followed the thing I thought was wonderful, revelatory, but it was nothing, not even worth a note, certainly not worth an argument, why would I argue with you?
