In Areas Critical To Growth

For tonight, I would like to begin my descent into oblivion with a Bacardi, on lots rocks with a slice of lemon. While I down this in one gulp, my eyes will rove to my watch (a heavy chunk of metal, but an automatic nonetheless) and after the last drop of Bacardi has stroked past my tonsils - I will exclaim that I am late for dinner and run out the bar. After a brisk walk in the cool winter evening, I will arrive at my Taiwanese friend’s place. Dinner will be served and hopefully one of the di

 

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