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I met an Ennui, fleetingly once, many years ago, it was not abashed by its laziness at all, and when I chastised it, for its lack of productivity, it merely fixed me with a dull stare, and returned to watching a marred patch on my living-room wall. It cared not a flip what I or anyone else thought of it, yet I felt so guilty about the imperfection on my wall, I called a carpenter to come immediately and fix it. Sigh...

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