Harper Lee would be right-proud by me as I thoroughly indulged (from cover-to-cover) in To Kill a Mockingbird during day two of a three-day bout with some ¨virus¨ that´s going around. I miss the musings of Scout and the antics of Atticus, however I have rid myself of the Boo Radley type-cast I was characterized by for 48 hours, only having left my bed for water, tea and, well, I will happily censor the rest.
All is now well in Maycolmb, I mean Matagalpa.
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