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I'm a broadsword-fighting, adventure-novel-writing, porn-loving, pot-smoking rabbi.
What about me isn't odd?
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Dull sublunary lovers love,
Whose soul is sense, cannot admit
Absence, because it doth remove
That thing which elemented it.
(From "A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning" by John Donne)
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