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28 “Fifty is a dangerous age — -for all men. The man of fifty has most to say but no one will listen. His fears sound incredible because they sound so new — he might be waking them up. His body alarms him; it starts playing tricks on him, his teeth warn him, his stomach scolds, he’s balding at last; a pimple might be cancer; indigestion a heart attack. He’s feeling an unapparent fatigue; he wants to be young but he knows he ought to be old. He’s neither one and he is terrified.” Paul Theroux, Saint Jack * Came to in broad daylight, sat up. Where was I? In a huge bed, white silk sheets. Two things hit me: I was naked and un-hungover. No sign of Kirsten. A clock on the bedside table read 12.05. Past noon, high or otherwise. How long had I been out? No idea. I could recall magnificent g

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