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I am a pack of dirty liars. Ask both the exes I wrote forever poems for. Ask the gaunt lonely guy on a crowded corner at a festival in Portugal. Spender spent years trying to convince everyone it is worth staying here. Decades. And I still hate this place. Make no mistake: I am an entitled twat who does not like this life. Can still write myself into the war without even seeing it coming. See you at my next retreat. My next writing course. The next award. Ambassador for don’t give up. My meditation shtick. Fetch it. Fuck you. Buy the Like button in my bio link and staple it to your finger. Tip your server. Vulnerability is an asshole in an i-hope-this-works suit. Suit up, Selfie. We’re goin back in.