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You Were The Kind Of Kid Who Couldn't See The Difference Between Throwing Rocks At A Cat And Setting It On Fire.

Words Are The Litmus Paper Of The Mind.

And, While It Was Regarded As Pretty Good Evidence Of Criminality To Be Living In A Slum, For Some Reason Owning A Whole Street Of Them Merely Got You Invited To The Very Best Social Occasions.

...inside Every Old Person Is A Young Person Wondering What Happened.

I Didn't Go To University. Didn't Even Finish A-levels. But I Have Sympathy For Those Who Did.