So clear now...it's so impossibly clear I could kick myself for hesitating to confront the knowledge or for wondering whether my instincts were correct...but now I'm sure...now I'm sure I don't know...now I'm sure I don't know anything except the blindness of my vanity...the remorse of my egotism...so clear now...don a spiritual fake nose...brush off the dust...make a fresh start and beat a hasty retreat forward...

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