Dear Santa, thank you for the dolls and pencils and the fish. It's Easter now, so I hope I didn't wake you but... honest, it is an emergency. There's a crack in my wall. Aunt Sharon says it's just an ordinary crack, but I know its not cause at night there's voices so... please please can you send someone to fix it? Or a policeman, or...
Back in a moment.
Thank you Santa.
Back in a moment.
Thank you Santa.
Saturday, July 25

What Happened To The Duchess In Browning's "My Last Duchess"?
She died of moider.
Robert Browning was one of the few writers I studied in high school English that I both respected and enjoyed. Shakespeare too, though his plays are far better seen than read. (The performance of King Lear we went to see got a standing ovation from a crowd of teenagers.)
She died of moider.
Robert Browning was one of the few writers I studied in high school English that I both respected and enjoyed. Shakespeare too, though his plays are far better seen than read. (The performance of King Lear we went to see got a standing ovation from a crowd of teenagers.)
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