13-Aug-2004 12:48:34 PM
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On how Victorian climbing legends pick-up-chicks :
'...The hungry eyes speak for themselves, the senseless self-loving that must go on at night. How many nights have I spent sitting around a fire trying to outlast the competition, to be the last one left with the girl. Now all I think of is the lost sleep...'
Ross Taylor, 2002...
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