Samuel Beckett. Aka Hottie McHotterson. The existentialist's sex symbol. Why don't more young men nowadays come from Ireland, speak fluent French and German, play large amounts of tennis, make it to GQ's Most Stylish list, and win the Nobel Prize for Literature? It's a damn shame.
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God, you're still blogging. This is the first blog I've visited in over a year, I think.
I'm so proud I managed to find my way here.
Hi Clare
I'm thinking of stopping blogging. It's passe, eh?
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