Is it just to demand of us also to bear arms? -- Allen Tate, in response to Archibald MacLeish
Maudlin sentimentality sometimes made me sullen with Manny, from the forum, my Italian bug-a-bear and perhaps last Internet meet and greet contact; he has got one on me: the man was born in Italy, bonhomme! He and I are so much akin in temperament it chafes, and yet we are far removed in circumstance. In the vacant affluent way of Americans, he keeps an optimist tab on me now and again, giving my lonely evening a bit of a bubble, much like Lori chasing my peu Vincento into the kitchen injected some much needed vitality into my afternoon. It reminded me of the false security of my suburban years.
Sometimes I have to give ambulatory whites a free pass, but in the right moment they make me happy, alas.
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