this week i

listened to ambassador's greeting then balazs fulei play kodaly's dances of marosszek, liszt's forest murmurs (waldesrauschen) at dc hungary embassy

ichthyosaw attenborough & the sea dragon.  lazing on cold pebble beaches, letting fly accusations of cannibalism, really really thrilling and romantic

thank openxlsx maintainers, my issue in 4y3m2d.  & mushrooms, an extra f - referring to a region's fungi - to be added to mentions of flora and fauna

would work in a tattoo parlor if they let me wear metallurgy mask.  would that hammerhead shark break aquarium glass?  here, you deal with this:

 
lady godiva
'tween hump side saddle silk road
bactrian camel



 

 

 

read the bridge of san luis rey by thornton wilder

she lost her belief in the sincerity of those about her.  she secretly refused to believe that anyone (herself exempted) loved anyone.  all families lived in a wasteful atmosphere of custom and kissed one another with secret indifference.  she saw that the people of this world moved about in an armour of egotism, drunk with self-gazing, athirst for compliments, hearing little of what was said to them, unmoved by the accidents that befell their closest friends, in dread of all appeals that might interrupt their long communion with their own desires.  these were the sons and daughters of adam from cathay to peru

everyone drank chicha in peru and there was no particular disgrace in being found unconscious on a feast day

so he leaned against the tree in the dark, his knuckles between his teeth, and listened to his loud heart-beats

the twin brothers about fifteen years old were sitting at her knee and she was telling them the story of the crucifixion.  their large grave eyes were fixed upon her lips.  suddenly manuel had cried out loud: "if esteban and i had been there we would have prevented it"

on corpus christi day they gave belshazzar's feast where you were so wonderful.  now it was shameful

even memory is not necessary for love

 

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