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So many months. So many hours. So many things I'll never talk about. I suppose the main thing is I'm still walking around. Lots of others walking around, of course. Even lots of others, as I, walking with cancer, somewhat at bay. Hundreds of thousands of dollars to keep me walking. There's some consolation- I'm gainfully employed and doing some good in the world. I'm still an opinionated bastard, sure. Opinions don't get cancer. And even if they did, I'd make sure to keep mine alive.