Do you really care?
Even if I juggle around a half-dozen or so of my alter-egos waiting to be born, given notifications of stuff I subscribed to three years, or told to respond forthwith to an inquery, I still don't care.
My mail is junk, both in reality and in intangible cyberspace. So, naturally, I read them all all at once, and simultaneously, hit 'delete', and forget just a day later that I ever subscribed to Reebok's newsletters.
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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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