I sit perched to the window waiting for the day to soften to 14º Centigrade. This is the most effective temperature for the embrocation I have chosen. Suddenly, word comes over the channels that the gardner is out raking the pavé.
He has claimed the Triplette de Sombrero across the local col’ittos. He, as us all, is only allowed to celebrate special occasions. Today, Friday, is a day for him to celebrate, no?
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