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all of the great writers drank, except for Kafka and Nietzsche, neither of whom you exactly wanted to be when you grew up.

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In her book "Small Victories: Spotting Improbable Moments of Grace," Anne Lamott discusses the tendency of many renowned writers to indulge in drinking. She points out that while heavy drinking is often associated with artistic genius, some notable exceptions exist, such as Franz Kafka and Friedrich Nietzsche. However, she implies that these figures may not embody the desirable qualities one might wish for in a role model.

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