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51st Letter

‘Should’. What a nasty word. A denial of reality, as some say. 17:58 02/04/2021 To… My darling, I’m still confused. I don’t know what I should do, or where I should go. ‘Should’. What a nasty word. A denial of reality, as some say. I don’t think I should be using that word. Oh goodness.…
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50th Letter

Best not to waste my light at a many other places. That is becoming more and more clear. I’ve only soo much to share each day.
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45th Letter
What a safe world we live in, here in the Star Country. What an unreasonably safe world. It’s too easy to forget the value of true matters once you no longer notice the curtains. But that’s if you’ve ever acknowledged that the curtains were there in the first place. I think that’s where folk fall…
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43rd Letter

Do you remember how I used to love gardening, my darling? Do you remember what we used to grow? How we used to make our own salads, our own spiced fermentables? Do you remember how the solarblooms stood tall? The marigolds still bloom every seasons. Til this day. And the nasturtiums still flood the gardenbed.…
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42nd Letter

Rest. Slow and steady breaths. Every little effort, all for the sake of recovery. Recuperation. There are no echoes of long boisterous chatter. No rumbles of endless footsteps. No stresses fouling the air from all the tiresome duties. No influx of folk that don’t matter. I love it. This change of flow. This quiet energy.…
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The Shampootergeist – Macanudo Café Celebramos

Other than the cigars and ashtray, I brought some beverages to enjoy with the smoke.
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The Twenty Fifth Chapter – Kindling (Part 03)
The boys gazed at each other and their gear. Wallace already looked older and mightier. Did Arthor seem so, aswell? Fineese sure did.


