Back in college, on the night before a final exam, every subject humanity has ever considered became utterly fascinating to me. Every subject that is, except the subject about which I was to be tested on the next morning. My wife says she would end up cleaning the night before an exam. And me? I would end up in the library reading the Encyclopaedia Britannica, leafing through it page by page. I felt good about ignoring my exam the next day if I ended up studying a subject that I was to study the next semester.
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