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Congratulations Yoshie and Mike. But, gee, I have to wonder at the disjunction between the radical hardcore Yoshie---heart of forged commie steel, take no prisoners---I have long come to enjoy, and the no doubt sweet looking woman dressed in white, whom her father adores and husband admires.
Makes my wine soddened brain wonder at the rest of you devils, raving loons, cold cynics, the plotting discontent, grumbing harbingers of resentiment and injustice, and the exotic birds who wonder through the list jungle possessing netherworld plumes, who suddenly turn their predatory eye to incisive vision when I least expect it. Are these merely les auteur d'autre vie?
Certainly the best of spectacles for a dinner party at the Karamzov's... Why do I imagine Carrol at the wedding feast as the ancient mariner?
It is the ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three, `By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me?
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But enought of these darkling themes.
All the best.
CG