Today will be a day of rest.

Consider it a cleansing sorbet for the taste buds of the mind before the next course.

M-m-m-m-m... Smells tasty, does it not?

The elections are behind us. Time to move on.

Anne Dirk has her place in the Museum...

She wanders marble halls of solitude now, seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged people go, looking for the places only they will know.


Tomorrow Amerika, the song continues...

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