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| Location | The Island full of Strangers, A State called Bliss!, India |
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| Introduction | I was born tiny, naked, awfully helpless. The world around me watered me strong, and here I am. Sheer genius, and quite contrary to what you'd expect a genius to be like, modesty stays miles away. An avid backpacker, voracious reader, to-be globetrotter, a wannabe film-maker, die-hard narcissist, part-time perfectionist, pretending workaholic, and a lot of what-nots. I will go on and on (I love myself, y'see!). The point is, don't you have anything better to do? |
Why does the taste of pennies remind you of losing a tooth?
Cos they taste sour!

