This is what always happens when I try to be happy, as I did in my last puzzle: I end up feeling twice as bad. Why? Well, for one thing, I don’t get the credit I deserve—not as a crossword constructor, not as a novel recommender, not as a human being. And I’m fed up. I’ve had it. Everybody will be sorry someday when I’m gone. But then it will be too late. And that’s all I have to say. No, no, don’t try to cheer me up; just leave me alone if that’s not too much to ask. Okay? Okay.
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