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| 93788cb | I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window here. Was ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the duncoloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? | the-sign-of-four sherlock-holmes | Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |