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I used to be a genius by the count of Terman and Binet and Wechsler too, and everyone I met without a doubt agreed those standard measurements were true. My thoughts were fractal curves and Mandelbrots so intricate in shape and brilliant hue, vast crystal webs of ever branching thought, before I hit my head aContinue reading “Why I Ride a Dirt Bike Still at Seventy”