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 Thank you for the report on this extraordinary drama. It has been ages since I read the novels during my college years. I hope there will be DVD edition released sometime soon so I would have the opportunity to enjoy it. If I were in Taipei during the show I think I would shell out that 4ooo just to catch back some of  the memory I lost during all those years of my exile.

Let's get back to the topic of so-called  "old age".  Honestly, if I could be at your age today, I were willing to give up all the money I have now and go on to lead a different life. I would have the confidence, capability, energy level and most of all  -- time, to give a shot at life. As a matter of fact, one of my close collegue remarried and got a baby boy at the age of 54. And the famous Japanese navy Admiral Yamamoto Isuro during 2nd world war, was born to a father at the age of 56 ( isuro ). As a frequent saying goes here -- the game is not over untill it's over !


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