Donuel, a long, long time ago I read a science fiction story possibly by Isaac Asimov, about a rich man who wanted to prolong his life and the procedure was something like transplanting his head onto someone else's body. Something like that. But I think it didn't work out as planned. I think the other person was a woman so then he had to deal with life in a whole different way and he wasn't a happy chappy. Well in fact, he wasn't a chappy any more. I wish I could remember the title of the story and I probably have the details wrong. Whenever I think of that story, I think that I would not want to live longer than my allotted time and it would definitely depend on the quality of my life and whether I still have all of my faculties.
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