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Well, here I am, all gutted and trussed up like a Christmas turkey. Carnations everywhere, Easter lilies (I hate them) at my feet, and, thanks to my old friend Eustace, calla lilies at my head. Just like Diego Rivera's wonderful painting. But then, only Eusie would have thought of that, given his artistic propensities. Why did they have to spend so much money on this, this closing the barn door after the horse has left?
Had I known what it would be like.. Click Entree here. What follows afterwards is listed below, click in order of appearance.
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