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I can't write well with a cold.

I have, over the years, gradually learned my limits. One of them is that, when I have a cold, that vague sense of disassociation with what's happening means that my writing is probably a lot less coherent than it seems. Thus, I don't write much when I have a cold. The relevance of this is left as an exercise for the reader.

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