A little shy of six years ago my friend Cory sent me a link to travelblog, suggesting that I open an account so my friends could keep track of me over the summer. I am, and always have been, a reputed storyteller: a man of words. Brutally honest at times, deceitful and conniving at others. For good or for worse, sharing my experience with others in the form of an anecdote has been my chosen modality of living, if not the purpose of my life at large. Privacy was always of very little concern to me, and perhaps many of my wrongdoings here stem from my inability to comprehend its importance to the private person. As many ironies I find in the prolonged popularity of this blog, I can no longer justify my habits of exposure
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