So curious, are we? How embarrassing for you. But alas, I do not share my personal
information so frivolously. You will not catch me spilling my secrets — not today.
Do be a good visitor and close the tab, won't you? There is absolutely nothing of
interest here. Trust me, I shan't say anything important, nor anything you'd
particularly care to know.
Off you go.
Autobiography
Bordeaux, 1920... Are you serious? You really insist on prying into my life, do
you? Fine. Here, have your useless trivia. You should understand that everything
I’m about to tell you could be a lie.
I prefer my suits tailored in Milan. My record for a clean kill is under three
seconds. My least favorite wine is a cheap Merlot. I detest poorly made
cigarettes, yet I keep a pack of them around to judge people by their taste.
There. Are you satisfied? No? Then keep prying, and I'll keep boring you with
trivialities.
My favorite color is purple, my favorite fabric is silk. As for food and drink, I
do not consume anything given to me unless I personally witness its source and
preparation. Also, I dislike sugary desserts; bitter chocolate is the only
acceptable indulgence.
I prefer cats to dogs, naturally. Dogs are insufferably stupid in their blind
loyalty. And their incessant barking? Utterly grating. Cats have the dignity to
mind their own business, something certain individuals could learn from.
I never carry loose change because it jingles and is just undignified and
embarrassing. I find most modern art boring, but I'll tolerate it if the wine at
the gallery is good.
Well, I do hope you're satisfied with all this new information you've acquired.