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Tuesday, January 02, 2018

Ha, ha! now we understand each other.

Dickens' The Chimes: A Goblin Story of Some Bells that Rang an Old Year Out and a New Year In:

[W]here is the use of waiting on from year to year, when it is so unlikely we shall ever be better off than we are now?

I'm sure 2018 will be better than 2017, but I was wrong last year, too...


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