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After giving it some thought, I came up with this descriptor:
If you have ever gone into an empty room of a standard hostipal where the air conditioning is circulating throughout the room, and as you enter the vicinity of the space, you simultaneously smell the ventilation and swallow a gulp of saliva, this is comparable to what water tastes like.
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As human beings, our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world (that is the myth of the Atomic Age) as in being able to remake ourselves. —Mohandas K. Gandhi
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