When I look at these pictures from my first autobiography, I am reminded that once I realy loved that jacket.
God was it ugly.
I am also reminded that my hand writing was and still is poor. That I need to improve my posture.
And I definitely look much better with a mustache. I should have had one then. Hindsight is always with rose tinted glasses or some other skewed metaphor.
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