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<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\u201cTelling me I can do anything I want is like pulling the plug out of the bath and then telling the water it can go anywhere it wants. Try it, and see what happens.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAsking the head I have now to explain its own thinking is as pointless as dialing your own telephone number on your own telephone: Either way, you get an engaged signal. Or your own answer message, if you have that kind of phone system.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd it isn’t that I’m so unhappy I don’t want to live anymore. That’s not what it feels like. It feels more like I’m tired and bored and the party’s gone on too long and I want to go home. I feel flat and there doesn’t seem to be anything to look forward to, so I’d rather call it a day.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don’t think you can call it stalking when it’s just phone calls and letters and emails and knocking on the door.\u201d<\/p>\n
N. Hornby<\/p>\n
De\u0161imta diena be tabako. Pilnatis.<\/p>\n
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\u201cTelling me I can do anything I want is like pulling the plug out of the bath and then telling the water it can go…<\/p>\n