…that is to say, those things that we have no earthly idea are insidiously lodged in our brains?
…that is to say, those things that we have no earthly idea are insidiously lodged in our brains?
“Trying to be a first-rate reporter on the average American newspaper is like trying to play Bach’s St. Matthew’s Passion on a ukulele.”
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