No, no, don't worry. It was wrong for me to answer for such a intelligent et charmant fellow such as yourself. I did not think I was crossing an invisible boundary.
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Voilą! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished.