"The 19th-century Norwegian playwright Henrik Ibsen was an iconoclast who
relished exposing the hypocrisy and shallowness of conventional morality.
While working on one of his plays, he kept a pet scorpion in an empty beer
glass on his desk. "Now and again," he testified, "when the creature was
wilting, I would drop into the glass a piece of fruit, which it would seize
upon in a frenzy and inject with its poison. It would then revive. Are not
we poets like that?" Keep these details in mind during the coming weeks,
Scorpio. You will probably have some venom that needs to be expelled. I hope
you'll do it like Ibsen writing his brilliantly scathing plays or the
scorpion stinging some fruit.

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