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" Would you have married me if I had looked like this? " asked my father, and distorted his face to a horrible sight.  " No ", my mother cooly answered.  Well - I remembered this incident (" No real love! " my father said and grinned), while sitting in the train from Berlin to Bremen via Hamburg. To Hamburg it takes two hours.  The train was too late (as often), but I found a good seat and started to write.  " RRRR - mmh - rrrgrrr - mm ", it started two rows behind me.  Not a dog - a man. Harrumphing. And it didn't stop.  For two minutes: silence, then it started again:  " RRR - mmmmmm - rrrrgchck. "  A man with a vocal tic in his chest. Horrible.  I took my I-pod. It blarred " LUCILLE! " into my ears, or " Highway   to H ell " - but " Rrrrr - mmk - mmk - rrrrgk " - clear and loud. (My ears started to hurt, and I didn't know whether it was the music or the tic).  I tried it with ear plugs -  " ...