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"Strolled gently homeward contemplating the stars, which I had not seen for months when I was stopped by a pretty well-dressed woman. ‘What! Are you here?’ It was that pretty Clotilde of whom something was said six months ago. All remonstrance was in vain. ‘I have no money.’ ‘No matter, I have.’ Passed two hours very pleasantly and engaged to call sometimes and breakfast and play checkers. I had, indeed, a crown (5 francs) which on parting I offered; but was refused as an indignity…Home at 1/2 p.9. This folly was certainly unnecessary…As follies give me great appetite, have been eating an hour voraciously. Hot wine, water,and sugar; bread, butter, and honey."
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Aaron Burr, 1811, strolling gently homeward contemplating the stars, having sex for two hours, possibly playing checkers, then eating everything in sight.
…….I want to be his friend so badly
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Oh Burr.
I wish I got laid this often.
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"Nature laughs at the difficulties of integration."
— Pierre-Simon Laplace
