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TFP isn't my first online love.
It's not even my tenth.
It's a forum.
I like it, but I've been playing this game for so long now that I've seen boards come and go and realised that life goes on.
It's a nice board, and I enjoy reading it and posting to it, but I don't think that anyone needs to draw up conspiracy theories.
That said, I'm probably only saying that because I'm trying to get into the management clique, to deal with the shamefull underrepresentation of overweight Englishmen...
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Overhead, the Albatross hangs motionless upon the air,
And deep beneath the rolling waves,
In labyrinths of Coral Caves,
The Echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand;
And everthing is Green and Submarine
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