A Piece of Mind

Monday, 1 December 2014

I held on to Carlisle for a long time, but Carlisle couldn't hold on to me, it wasn't healthy.

Posted by Adam Grant at 07:03

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Adam Grant: I do not aspire to any of the classes, preferring to transcend the boundaries to suit myself. I do not wish to slot in, and cannot be defined by a particular thing. I have no desire to be any of you, but I have every desire to do what you all do, with all of you. I am a Champagne socialist with a tattoo and a kebab. I drink in working mens' clubs and under Michelin stars, rarely in the appropriate attire. I am who I feel like at any given time and I never grow bored. My taste is for culture, all of it. My manners are impeccable and my intrigue insatiable. I am as individual as the next man. Finally, if there is anything within my writing that may be considered critical of any person, besides myself, then this is a point whereby you may be critical of my artistic licence, for there is nobody about whom I could ever truly be critical.

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