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  <title>Theodore's Side</title>
  <subtitle>...as dry as the pages to which he cleaves....</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-08-05T15:11:35Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nott_naught:4176</id>
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    <title>nott_naught @ 2006-08-05T08:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-05T15:11:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-05T15:11:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Private to Padma ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to come over for dinner at our flat?  Pansy would &lt;strike&gt;love&lt;/strike&gt; like to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/private]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nott_naught:4055</id>
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    <title>"Emotions are the Chains That Both Bind and Break Us."</title>
    <published>2006-07-18T03:32:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-18T03:33:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Private to Draco]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take care of yourself.  I'm sure that Potter will strengthen your wards just as we're doing, but all the same.  You're living with a Weasley.  Watch yourself carefully.  If you need anything, contact us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/Private to Draco.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Private to Residents of Spinner's End]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure this isn't necessary, but please be careful.  &lt;strike&gt;I worry&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theodore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/Private to residents of Spinner's End]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Private to Padma]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/Private to Padma]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nott_naught:3635</id>
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    <title>Do not hug the porcupine.</title>
    <published>2006-07-05T15:16:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-05T15:16:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">[private]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think that someone raised surrounded by masters of manipulation would have better social skills than this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/private]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it at all possible that I could get worse at this?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nott_naught:3529</id>
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    <title>Private to Draco Malfoy</title>
    <published>2006-06-24T17:26:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-24T17:26:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only heard that you were back and ill.  What the bloody hell is going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about &lt;i&gt;French lesbians&lt;/i&gt;?  You haven't... changed &lt;strike&gt;gender horribly&lt;/strike&gt; somehow, have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you planning on staying at Snape's residence?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Please be all right&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Theo.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nott_naught:3227</id>
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    <title>What the...</title>
    <published>2006-06-16T05:40:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-16T05:40:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Theo reached for the salt around the edge of his book.  Finding Pansy's note there, he read it, blinked in shock, and reached for his journal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private to Pansy Parkinson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pansy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the bloody hell is going on?  How ill is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invite him to return here.  Doubtless Snape's in cahoots with Potter, and Potter's at his side right now.  I wouldn't mind sharing my bathroom with him so long as it gets him out from under Potter's blasted fingertips.  Inform him that Kebby will be happy to wait on him hand and foot, and I have nothing better to do during my day either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...although please don't use those exact words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Theo.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nott_naught:3069</id>
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    <title>....</title>
    <published>2006-06-14T03:21:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-14T03:21:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">(The subject of this entry is crossed out multiple times and was obviously once various curse words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody fucking hell.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Oh, thank Merlin she's probably going to go after Potter, Snape, Draco, or a Gryffindor first.  I'm so low on her list I'll have a pretty good head start...&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merlin, Theo.  You are quite horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self preservation, Theo.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cowardice&lt;/i&gt;, Theo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....never claimed to be a Gryffindor.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nott_naught:2736</id>
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    <title>Cushioned Mind Space</title>
    <published>2006-05-15T17:16:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-15T17:16:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think it would be that different without Draco.  Now I realize what a buffer he'd been between the others and I.  They would look to him for the quintessential Slytherin words and actions.  I was left to be on my own, something I rather prefer to the alternative of being the center of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not changed any of my actions, my reading or scheduled meals.  And yet, even now as they all studiously ignore me, I feel the silence as oppressive instead of comforting.  Am I expected to act a certain way, be a certain way?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had expectations before.  It is unnerving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is not true.  I have had expectations, but never before have I been unaware of the consequences of not fulfilling them.  A failing grade they cannot give me; a beating they &lt;i&gt;would&lt;/i&gt; not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June, perhaps, does not ignore me, but as the only person I have witnessed interacting with Snape on a amiacable basis, I wish her the best of luck for it and try not to intrude.  I would not lose her ... friendship ... if I had a choice in it.  But perhaps it was only formed of familiar living situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will see, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very least Snape will not have to worry about Kebby getting into his lab or belongings, despite how she may have wanted to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will most likely be happy to see me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unwanted Slytherin student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for wasting magic and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who isn't Draco Malfoy.  How many times shall I be punished for not being a Malfoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appropriate that my name is Nott -- for I never &lt;i&gt;Am&lt;/i&gt; something.  I am just &lt;i&gt;Nott&lt;/i&gt; something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merlin, I'm maudlin.  Theodore, it's just a change of location!  Stop your pity party!  Do you expect other people to treat you like Draco Malfoy, the princeling of Slytherins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...no.  I expect them to treat me like Theodore Nott: bookish, quiet, useless Slytherin generally disregarded by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be moving into Pansy Parkinson's flat.  Thank you for allowing me to stay here briefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T. Nott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be moving into Pansy Parkinson's flat.  Please keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theodore.</content>
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    <title>Very, very private.</title>
    <published>2006-04-16T07:49:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-16T07:49:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh&lt;/i&gt;, fuck.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nott_naught:1685</id>
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    <title>If you are supposed to cook pudding, why is it served cold?</title>
    <published>2006-04-10T05:34:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-10T05:35:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This "cooking" thing is so much harder than I'd orginally estimated.  I simply don't understand how people can mix things as tasteless as flour and milk and get the dishes that arrive warmed (or chilled) at the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe I'll ever understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a dinner somewhere sufficiently proper would make me feel less intimidated by that horrible stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I didn't have a perfectly splendid dinner &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/fiery_inception/47640.html"&gt;the other day&lt;/a&gt;.  Merlin, she's marvelous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Theo, what the blazes were you thinking by leaving an open-ended question like that in a public journal?  Bloody hell, anyone could respond.  Millicent and her snobbish husband have resurfaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't let them respond.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nott_naught:1292</id>
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    <title>You have to admire the Prophet...</title>
    <published>2006-04-06T06:48:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-06T06:48:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">For getting things so spectacularly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I suppose you have to give them credit for not assuming that Potter was the one that broke her arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....although that'll probably be next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it is at all possible, please use your 'good connections' with Potter to have my name removed from the registery as well.  I do miss going to the libraries at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, I couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~T. Nott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nott_naught:1272</id>
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    <title>Moving, or Hiding?</title>
    <published>2006-03-19T04:38:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-19T04:54:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pansy's in fucking &lt;i&gt;Azkaban&lt;/i&gt;.  Shit.  I need to get out of here.  No telling what the Ministry might pull -- Pansy's folks weren't even proved Death Eaters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pansy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Why haven't&lt;br /&gt;What's going&lt;br /&gt;What did you&lt;br /&gt;How are&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything I can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is at all possible, I would like to take advantage of your previous generous offer of accomodations.  The Manor has been sold, and I am in need of a place to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Theo</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nott_naught:868</id>
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    <title>Apprehension isn't a word.</title>
    <published>2006-03-13T09:35:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-13T09:35:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merlin have mercy.  Malfoy Sr. is released.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How shameful am I, to only feel relief that it was my father that had died instead of being imprisoned?  If he had been, then he might have been released like Draco's father is right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought fills me with horror.  My father, running about free?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The personal danger would have been more, but the danger to the wizarding world on the whole would have been less.  Anthony, at the best of his times, only topped Mr. Malfoy in thoughtless cruelty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I am assured that Mr. Malfoy bested my father in cruelty of any sort, but he was never thoughtless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to push all this aside.  Draco's father is out there, free, and is endangering everyone on their side, &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; side now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merlin help us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/ private]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;How are you holding up?&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Do you need any help?&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Theo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear sir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take care of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Theo.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nott_naught:519</id>
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    <title>Registered Wizard #TCN790823390</title>
    <published>2006-03-10T08:15:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-10T08:52:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How has being registered changed my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best answer is, what life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent hours sorting and packing family belongings.  Horrible things that I have to handle with silk gloves to block harmful magic to the boxes of my mother's clothing and jewelrey so fine I can't handle it without the tiny golden links falling apart in my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...things that I can't touch without breaking and things that I can't touch without breaking me.  Sounds familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most house-elves will stay with the Manor.  Kebby and Honn, the two that have raised me and know... far too much about my family, will go with me.  To wherever.  They're honorable and faithful.  The rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's say that perhaps a family that &lt;i&gt;doesn't&lt;/i&gt; practice Unforgivables on them would be best.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Or use them like penny spells that can be scattered around the house, cursing whoever angers him the most &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the furniture will also stay.  I've arranged the things that I am selling on a table in the main hall.  It's a vulgar display of wealth, age, and evil.  Most objects have roots in all three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that I want to keep have already been shrunken and packed.  The Manor goes up for sale on Monday.  Good riddance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Monday I will be placing Nott Manor up for sale.  There are some valuable objects and books that I will also be selling to various vendors, as I have collected everything I desire to take with me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I invite you to come to Nott Manor and examine such things as I will have laid out and make me an offer if anything strikes your interest.  I do not have qualms with you inviting other people to also take a look, since the Manor will be formally opened on Monday, but I will need to approve them.  RSVP necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not bring anyone you do not trust implicitly.  &lt;strike&gt;I realize that might be hard for some of you.&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <title>Private to self</title>
    <published>2006-03-04T08:35:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-04T08:35:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private to self.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Nott.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if there was anyone who had even the vaugest remote interest in what you had to say.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or as if you could reinterperate the definition of the word 'private' to include other people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private, adjective.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Secluded from the sight, presence, or intrusion of others: a private hideaway; or Designed or intended for one's exclusive use: a private room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Of or confined to the individual; personal: a private joke; private opinions. &lt;br /&gt;Undertaken on an individual basis: private studies; private research. &lt;br /&gt;Of, relating to, or receiving special hospital services and privileges: a private patient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Not available for public use, control, or participation: a private club; a private party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere does it say: private: a thing to be shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the first definition sounds awfully familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the reason for this, my first journal entry.  I need somewhere to think this out, and this is my recourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/fiery_inception/4238.html"&gt;Professor Snape... not guilty??&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merlin, what do I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason, first and foremost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.(a)  I admire Professor Snape; I feel he is a man who understands the desire to stand apart from most mindless drones and mooncalves that populate this world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.(b)  I do (did?) not admire his seemingly staunch support of a half-blood madman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since (b) has changed, does that mean that (a) is more true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Other things I have found fault with in our Head of House:&lt;br /&gt; ~ (a)Excessive pandering to the Malfoys.&lt;br /&gt; ~ (b)Disregard of "weaker" purebloods like myself.&lt;br /&gt; ~ (c)Distain for physical appearances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that have (possibly) no basis on his supposed "spy" status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) Distain for physical appearances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so much harder than I'd thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget lists for now.  There's one thing that I know for sure: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bollocks to the Ministry.</content>
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