By all accounts, I have all the traits and characteristics of a so-called “literary youth.”
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, may I present to you the evidence of crime.
Evidence 1: I date one.
Evidence 2: I go to art museums.
Evidence 3: I got to art galleries, which is infinitely worse than going to museums because it indicates a willingness to subject oneself to oeuvres NOT previously reviewed by the public and critics at large).
Evidence 4: I litter my sentences with foreign words like “oeuvres.”
Evidence 5: I write a blog. About nothing in particular.
Evidence 5: I don’t know how to count.
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However, before you come to a hasty decision based upon my own words, here are some contrary evidence, also in my own words, to cast a shadow of a doubt upon this seemingly cut-and-dry case. (For isn’t it always the case, that the truth hides beneath the surface, and action often belies intention?)
Contrary Evidence 1: I am a cold, calculating individual who worship cold, calculating logic.
Contrary Evidence 2: I study computer science, which is a subject that attracts possibly some of the dullest individuals on earth.
Contrary Evidence 3: As a consequence of CE2 above, I spend my days sulking around the halls of my college, and spend my nights glued in front of a computer screen.
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Alas, this thread is getting too dull to continue.
Back to work!
巧克力猫王
来自遥远的巴比伦
