i am a writer. i was born on a friday, from birth i have chased a good time. i love cripps red apples, camembert cheese and zamalek. i am an only child. i touch type with flair and speed. the shape of my nails on my left hand and foot resemble that of my mum, right my father. i am made in their likeness. nail-biter. hair puller. bed-wetter (formerly). my memory fails me and that is why I am called to write. the things i write are not always true.

will you hold that against me? 

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