After William finished his education and was thinking what to do for a vocation, he had become disillusioned with all the competing disciplines and uncertain outcomes. He got quite interested in becoming a pious monk for a short while. That is, until he discovered about the early cold starts to the day, the endless walking and strict routines. Poor William was a bit of a chump without a clue. He had a lingering meal with a close buddy from school and poured out his woes. His friend suggested he trained as a journalist since he could be relied on to see through the smoke-screens politicians used to avoid the subject. This turned out to be excellent advice and before long he was in great demand.
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