

Thanks to all of you who come by still.
Lear: And my poor fool is hanged. No, no life? Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all? O, thou wilt come no more, never, never, never. Pray you, undo this button. Thank you, sir. O, O, O, O.
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Happy New Year to you and your entire family here and thereafter. I think of all of you often. With much love and friendship,
Brent
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