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Genius. Genius. Genius square. Not quite. 37. Genius happy. Not as square. Rounded. Security code orange. Scary. Crazy. Random. Yet kind of philosophical. In a seemingly illogical sort of way. And yet more rational than most. Disturbed. Ecologically balanced. Twice over the meaning of life, the universe and everything. 84. Just that. Love. Crazily fast biking. Sun burn. Chennai. Choco Berry Bang. The ring. Frodo Baggins and Gandalf. Blink is a color. The only one worth having. Dry eyes. Like ice, but more verbal. CO2. Vehicular exhaust. Taliban style head-wrappings. Scary again. Oxygen. Two lakes and a share auto. Heart to heart. Clubbin. Ace of spades. A little gleaming metal. A little super-compressed carbon. Silks. Silken. Absolute tandem. Destiny supreme. Thrice the dec, and then a three, a three and the first of primes. Marc.-
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Behind many faces
It was in 1992 that I set out to earn my masters in Metallurgy. It was also then I discovered booze, casual sex and takeaway restaurant jobs. My scholarly life had never bothered my parents.It was impressive and irrelevant-all at … Continue reading
