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- 11/08/2006
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- Chess books silence crackers those with some semblance of intelligence....
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Wotcher.
...Ah dammit, don’t give me that look. I know what I look like. I know I’m not the sultry wanton young thing you expect every other member of my species to be, thank you very much. I know I look to be in the prime of boyhood, fresh, rosy-faced and, oh yes, positively ‘glimmering’ with life and all the expectations of what it would bring...
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...Heh.
Well, I suppose you might be right. There was a time long ago when I was once what I appear to be now.
Very well. Please, do sit down wherever you please - that's Vodka on the table next to you by the way. No thank you, I don’t drink... at least, not that atrocious Russian pisswater. I’ve a better stock in the wine cellar downstairs and those, I do drink. Yes I am more than old enough. No you may not have a taste.
Shall we move along then?
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Musings of an Immortal Mind
On the south wall of a vast library, in the far end of rows and rows of bookcases, there lies a thick, leather covered book. It is near ancient, its bindings creased. Clearly it has been used for a very long time...
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