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| Most of us, for some reason completely foreign to my understanding, are endomorphs. We enjoy a brief period of glory for perhaps the first two decades of our lives, during which time the boys are buff and the girls are nothing short of goddesses, and then, about the time our faces start to clear, our waistlines start to expand. Go figure. We take comfort in the fact that we have pretty faces. Our mothers told us so. And we eat salad. Not that it does us any good. | |||||||||
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