Hello reader, who is also a reader, and welcome to the gap between the days. Miss the string? Miss it? Missing the weekly Sunday column? Ignoring my deadline because I bought a new Matre yesterday and spent most of the day the day shouting, Akimbo’s limbs like a small sea star causing noise without any sea stars or would they create? Miss the string? You are simply wrong. Time has no axis here. This is the column. I have read Mark Fortyth’s books about these very good New Yorker words and columns about Kanye West to smash an architectural masterpiece.
Actually there is one through these two things: both made me realize how bloody listed I love. Books, books, books, books, books. It is not really active if it is the same noun, turning out. But what about you, dear readers? Recently, what are the synthetic parts of the noun? Books for now!
