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What Is The Real Breath Of A Man — The Breathing Out Or The Breathing In?

Don't Let The Bastards Grind You Down. I Repeat This To Myself But It Conveys Nothing. You Might As Well Say, Don't Let There Be Air; Or Don't Be. I Suppose You Could Say That.

How Easy It Is, Treachery. You Just Slide Into It.

Like The Trains, She's Never On Time And Always Departing.

It Isn't Chic For Women To Be Drunk. Men Drunks Are More Excusable, More Easily Absolved, But Why? It Must Be Thought They Have Better Reasons.