I know we always come back to the same thing but Marat for the dating thing
Mmm, a final challenge. Reasons I would not date Marat, despite having said on this blog more than once that I totally would:
1. I'm actually chickenshit and don't want to deal with his everything.
2. I respect Simone Évrard too much.
3. Victor Hugo says that Marat is "reborn in the man who has no job, in the woman who has no bread, in the girl who has to sell her body, in the child who hasn’t learned to read; he’s reborn in the garrets of Rouen; he’s reborn in the basements of Lille; he’s reborn in the unheated tenement, in the wretched mattress without blankets, in the unemployed, in the proletariat, in the brothel, in the jailhouse, in your laws that show no pity, in your schools that give no future, and he reappears in all that is ignorance and he recreates himself from all that is darkness." That's a lot of people to date at once. I'm not sure how we'd schedule it.
4. This man is too cool for me, look:
How can I compete with a skeleton and medusa party in hell?