Epilogue
January 18th 2012 Now then! Listen.
Luck is a force strongly admired and at once sorely misunderstood in this crazy old sabre tooth shaped sun of a moon I have lately dubbed 'what the ffffindia?'. Our well dressed, gazing-from-my-big-old-beautiful-walnut-eyes-at-The-All loverlubbers from mother Hindi-a seem to have an inexhaustible talent for swinging a shitty thing into a hunky dory, no doubt because,
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