This year’s birthday wasn’t the greatest
piece of work I’ve ever experienced. Woke up with a sore throat
that presaged the cold I’d deal with for the following weeks. Made
the usual pilgrimage to
Foxwoods
(where I lost for the first time in three years) and visit to
Purgatory
Chasm, which was cold and grey but pleasant enough, then a big
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