Yeah, I’m getting up there, but I’m still wasting time, still ballin’ recklessly as if I’m not in decline – not true I walk carefully lest I slip and I fall and everyone gives that paavam look as I’m playing it off – though I’ve still got that temper so stay the hell back – though there was a time when I’d never have to warn you of that – what do you mean I’m a softy without any game – no, this is not me strutting, I pulled a muscle again – yeah, I’m getting up there, but I’m still wasting time, guess I’d better start that dhyanam thing if I want peace of mind.

 

 

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