Yes, the revamped NBC Emerald City has its uses, as in why we need to be cautious about invasive orthopedic surgeries, and yes, the production values are lavish, and it reeks of Martin's girth, but the dowager has little inclination to be studious about Tip's gender transformation, or that the female witch girls subliminally echo Village of The Damned. Yes, I know the themes are different, but institutional memory grants perspective.
A Canadian student, user handle JBI, was a pretentious snit on Literature Network, and he posted to me, "Read a sample of Martin's work, you'll see." And I did read a sample and did see how superficial the diction was, but knew this would wind up flushed out by video enterprise, even if I did not know it would become the next Harry Potter and make its burly bear creator wealthy, despite the ensuing controversy over rape as a weapon of military intimidation. It says something about the virtue of not torturing your work, as the runs could wind up killing you at the end of the day. I cannot complain, as I chose to defy collective psychological dependence, but this year, I'm really sick, on the verge of hospitalization from overwhelming odds, whatever happens then.
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