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I don’t really mind being past my prime...I just wish someone would have had the decency to point out when I was peaking.
Hill? What hill?
I’d just like a one month formal letter of advance notice that simply reads:
You will die in one month.
Of course, bureaucracies being bureaucracies, they’d probably send it out a few weeks late.
Ain’t it the truth.