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It's always nice to start a new book, but today I started one while sitting in the spa at 36C, nice tall glass of coolness in one hand, new book in the other, looking occasionally out off the balcony to the western sunset. That was pleasant.
Incidentally, the book was Robert Dessaix's Night Letters and, though it's too early to offer a firm opinion, it has been opened by Mister Dessaix so beautifully and interestingly that I am quite hopeful.
Cheers,
Marc
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