Last night I had a dream about long ago days of yore. Or as we say now: Back in the Day. I never dream but my sleep was fitfull and then at dawn the mowers started and then the garbage truck came. So it was a compromise dream where I just accepted the past. Hmmm. Resignation to hard noses. C'est la vie. C'est la guerre. Say you never can tell.
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