29th
September
2009
Trying to find that confounded address
Blame it on the food you had for supper. Blame it on the book you were reading just before curfew. From time to time, you will wake from that precious slumber, hours before the scheduled moment, and you will lie there thinking about things that are, as my kids say, “Pas rapport!”
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