IN THE TENTH YEAR OF THE PANDEMONIUM

IN THE TENTH YEAR OF THE PANDEMONIUM

Saturday, September 17, 2022

There Is Always Something Forgotten

                                       I wonder what it will be?


 This is me shutting up and leaving this here blog  in the more than capable clutches of LoneStar Neanderthal.  


You know how it is now'days.  We are no more apart or together than we ever were, no matter where we post from.  Is it not so?  (in French accents)


Love, p

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