On a day with the first real promise of Spring, my view from the dentist's chair.
I'm not a great patient. It's not my dentist I'm grumpy with, he's great. No, I am unhappy with my teeth.
We expect our teeth to be loyal, durable soldiers.
Deserters have throughout history been regarded with contempt and shot at sunrise.
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