Look. You don't have to force me. You don't have to twist my arm. You don't have to push me to the wall. You don't have to threaten me. I'm willing to tell you what my name isn't; I'm not William Tell's son.
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Simply love this. Every year I set up at least one new blog, resolving to
make it more active than the ones I had earlier. As the records prove time
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