Here’s the truth, and I rarely share it with anyone. I’m one of those people who gains weight if he looks in a bakery window. I’ve been known to stare longingly at a carrot cake or pecan pie, then go home and try on a new suit, only to discover that, amazingly, the pants are now too tight in the waist.
How does this happen? I don’t know, but it’s been going on since childhood, and the result is that I’m on an eternal diet.
Except when I write—
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