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Here lies Martes Flavigula, eternally beneath the splintered earth.


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I cut my eye on the diamonds in your draperies, dear
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Wed, 23 May, 2001 18.10 UTC

What would mother say if I joined a monastery? Father would be peeved. Escape from the toils reeking of penitence into routinized bliss. What a grey future I see. But I have said that hundreds of times and Sweet Entropy has come to the rescue. I await her again.

Along with martens, goulish goats and the rippling fen -
these writings 1993-2023 by Bob Murry Shelton are licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0

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