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he was lonely, although rarely alone. Or that his very long and productive life felt futile, despite all of his accomplishments.
“So, you like a little pain with your pleasure, don’t you, naughty girl?” Syssi paused to think. “I guess it’s like sprinkling spice on a dish that is otherwise bland... I don’t like bland food.”
I’ll take rude and honest over polite and deceitful any day. But I know I’m odd that way. Most people prefer polite even if it involves some white lies.”