Sometime this month I returned. I have not had a moment of respite, but suffice to say that the holidays were moderately satisfactory. For about a month I have not had the slightest contact with computers and even less with the internets. Needless to say, this has been wonderful and it felt like a balm for my little eyes increasingly haggard.
The truth is that as a child I always wondered what kind of circles would have older, if the paths obscured by Vincent Price or bags of Mercadona Jiménez del Oso. I am pleased to announce that my physical process of degradation is taking me more along the line of Price, whose good old envy deeply.
In another vein, I can say
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