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Life in the closing days of the empire
To the Manner Born
An irregular conversation about what's on my mind, observations on human nature, the decline of civility, and the ways men and women see the world differently.
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- Toad
- I am the happiest married man ever! Also, an ancient, left leaning, apolitical crank.
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2 comments:
'Fern Hill' seems the perfect prologue to 'Do Not..' - I like to take them together. For the wholeness of life, I suppose.
-Flo
I've been slogging through Under Milk Wood this week and I may never be able to finish it.
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