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I guess I am now in a bit poetic siesta-do-not-move-plus-40-celsius-no-air-mood, remembering one of my favourits by Oscar Wilde.
“Yet each man kills the thing he loves, from all let this be heard. Some does it with a bitter look, some with a flattering word. The coward does it with a kiss the brave man with the sword.”

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