One day appeared to me an ancient wizard his cardboard mouth had the corners folded down like pages in a book. He looked me down and up and tapped my knee with his old walking stick and said: I’m not carrying much just general knowledge I masticated these words for a while and
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There Is No Room For Experience
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One day appeared to me an ancient wizard his cardboard mouth had the corners folded down like pages in a book. He looked me down and up and tapped my knee with his old walking stick and said: I’m not carrying much just general knowledge I masticated these words for a while and