I have a habit that may seem a little strange to you, I think - at least at first sight. Some might call it a quirk. No matter. It goes like this. I always carry -and I have to emphasise at this at this point that I do mean always - a few dry white beans in my pockets. What, always? Oh well, OK, I have to admit that I don't go to bed with the beans. So I take my emphasis from above back -I carry the beans around with me all day. Forgive me.
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