Life Is Short

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Related to the stories of "The One That Got Away", I suppose, is the story of "The Life That Got Away". If things had only been different, what one could have done... Well, life's a bitch, and then one day you end up hanging on hook in the window of a Paris Medical School supply store. So enjoy it while you can, because life is short !

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When I was little we would go into my father's laboratory at the medical school where he was a professor of anatomy, there were skeletons like this one hanging around. Could that contribute to explaining the odd attraction I've had over the years to visit cemeteries, or places like the Paris Catacombs, or for the music of the Grateful Dead? Freud would no doubt have something to say about all that.

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