April 7, 2016:

I believe, O Lord, help my unbelief. Unwed, unfancied, ware of wiles, they fingerponder nightly each his variorum edition of The Taming of the Shrew.

They go, they come. Last night I flew. Easily flew.

For aged and virtuous females. Virtuous: but occasionally they were also badtempered.


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