Recently a friend told me this story:
"In my childhood was a figure Snuffalapagous in a children's television program. Snuffalapagous had a friend, Big Bird, whom he often met by chance on the street. Big Bird wanted to introduce Snuffalapagous like his other friends, but every time he tried, something came (delays, illness, etc.) between them and the plans failed. It happened so many times that the other friends did not believe Big Bird and thought that probably was only a fantasy Snuffalapagous friend. Snuffalapagous not really existed for them as long as they could not meet him "
and adds them:
." At the moment I do not exist in the circles in which you verkehrst. No one knows me and maybe you have nothing to anyone about me. (I say this without bias (dispassionately). It may be so and this is quite ok) If you like my letters to the LiveJournal pretend to be, then I will suddenly have a public Orbit in your universe. I do not know if I am ready and would rather not Snuffalapagous. I like my relative anonymity. I am always afraid to expose my thoughts. I know that I can be to endure for some other difficulty. . I'll think it superior to "
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