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I have no sense of my age. I often feel that I took a misstep somewhere between childhood and adulthood and have managed to stay blissfully in a prolonged state of adolescence. I really don't feel all that different. I still dress pretty much the same. I don't even really know how to tie a tie.
And yet, sad though it may be, I still think of myself as "cool." My wife keeps assuring me that what was once "cool" is now merely eccentric.
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