Bloody typical. I write the first paragraph, and it mutates into the poem glist :: 2.
Right—a slow review reports on a product when the reviewer knows it properly, when its subtleties and foibles are clear.
I don’t think there’s anything particularly new or original about this. There’s probably no demand either. Me, personally, I just don’t like rushed reviews. They resemble “big, there’s too much iron: Eiffel should have built his tower using pomegranates.” I’m probably insulting many reviewers; I apologise, I read the wrong newspapers.
This section will slowly grow, somewhat like a thistle.
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