The Man Who Called for a Fictional Doctor
He sourced his coffee from three specific streets in Paris, eventually abandoned brewing it, and just ate the grounds dry. He wrote ninety novels in eighteen years, mostly between midnight and eight in the morning, in a white monk's robe. Honoré de Balzac — the man who built an entire world out of words — died at fifty-one calling for a doctor who only existed in his books.
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