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- ...and the crowd dispersed like bitter crows, disappointed at having discovered that the shiny object of fascination was gone with the sun shifting – it was nothing more than a transitory reflected gleam from a nearby window... ))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> The uncertain wanderings of the wild nags of humor and the downhill trends of an open mind will carry one further into fields of the best grass than one can be driven by the nagging flies of serious intellect and fear. See: Don Quixote, Raoul Duke (aka Hunter S Thompson), Alfred Jarry, and even, for the sake of hay - Redmond O'Hanlon. Cheers and cheer up! Things can't possibly be any worse than they are, and if they are, you probably will never know the true extent of it! So why worry?