Last night at El Dorado, Stella (one of Mitropa's regular artists) played her maracas for us.
Frau and Herr Mockingbird are still enjoying a well-deserved honeymoon.
Though I will never admit it to him of course, I miss them something silly.
Still trapped, but in the odd moments I allow myself to rest I am reading a curious thing. It's a magic book one of the veterans used ...
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