A PhD bigamist (Rousse)

I married one of my PhD students in a secret ceremony. Indeed it was so secret that I didn’t even attend the wedding.

Several years later I was finally facing up to this misdemenour. Soon I would confess all to TPR and the authorities, despite the risk of a long prison sentence and a fine.

(Alternatively I could say nothing and someone else would have to sort out the mess after my death.)

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