I am, at present, a young-for-my-age almost-70-year-old white male homo sapien expecting at any moment to be swept away by love, success, and the unadulterated admiration of my fellow human beings. Because on this journey through life I'm suffered traumatic brain injury as well as massive heart infection, I no longer consider myself completely human, having had a section of my skull replaced with acrylic plaster, and two valves of my heart replaced with porcine tissue. The first came about because of a car accident, the second because of a virus infection, neither of which was my fault, innocent victim of circumstance that I've been all my life.
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