Where Angels Fear
Aug 28, 2017 · 1 min read

Hmmmmm … okay … so …

Choices, choices …

I mean … it ‘s not like I didn’t understand a word you said there — au contraire: it’s more that I now want to punch myself in the mouth for the very reason that I did understand every word you said.

Nor do I wish to presume to tell you your craft, even if I would, myself, based upon what I have read of your work, question the veracity of your assertion that it forms the mainstay of your Medium opus.

So, really, I feel I will be inexorably, albeit unenthusiastically, obliged to punch you in the mouth, à la Paul Calf’s dog …

a disturbed mongrel trained to attack students whenever he heard the word ‘dissertation’.

;-P

TL;DR: Bollox … your work is more sophisticated than that!

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    Where Angels Fear

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    There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.

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