Knowledge is a rope, and you’re weaving a noose out of it. Leave some slack for the enemy.
– Nenia Campbell
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- I’m sorry I missed the meeting and hurt your little feely-weels okay? – Nenia Campbell
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- My book sales are way down today. Also, I’ve received two scathing reviews. One of them calls me -œa purveyor of insipid wet-dreams. – Nenia Campbell