I can't breathe through my nose anymore... damn cold...
also, a collective of african-european girls have decided to sit at the computer bank opposite me, and are talking. Constantly. My poor ears, I have no headphones and their accents are grating on my nerves!
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The noblest sentiment I have encountered and the most passionate political statement to stir my heart both belong to a fictional character. Why do we have no politicians as pure in their intent and determinedly joyous in their outlook as Arkady Bogdanov of Red Mars?
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