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a man slumped on his desk, from 'The Sleep of Reason Produces
      Monsters'

Oblomovka

Currently:

Fri Nov 2 02:07:00 2001

And back, and breathe… had a great time in the end: fattening dinners, late night walks down crowded streets, strange fevers and Anthrax casualties, sacred federal documents, sandwiches of turkey between slices of HTML source, Halloween balls on dredged-up tugboats, abandoned conferences, hot chocolate with gurus, bioinformatics, no gawking at ground zero, two day debian installs, jokes about 802.11, and laughing a lot with my very funny hostess. Don’t think the marzipan potatoes did it justice, in the end.

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