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Act
III, Scene 2: Gioninni’s Chamber (by Giovanni Morrivecchia) Look you how he plays upon his violin… His teeth clenched, his eyes two bulging orbs So fiercely doth he clutch his fiddle’s neck As though to saw away were not enough … He needs must choke it, too, and make it yelp As might have David, had he not a rock to throw. read more... An Evening with Toupouzian (by an unknown Society member) “Josephine,” I imagined myself saying even as I sought — rather futilely — to disguise my inability to look away from the very charming outward extending impressions made by nipples striving to burst through the restraints of both brassiere and white silk blouse, “while we are waiting for the good doctor to return home, I wonder … why don’t we just enjoy another small sip of one of those wonderful specialty liqueurs he keeps? I mean… of course, only if you’ll have one too …” read more... A Holiday Greeting from Bob and Lee Karrow Dear Friends: Lee and I wanted to send some sort of holiday greeting to you, but it is so difficult in today's world to know exactly what to say without offending someone. So I met with my lawyer yesterday, and on his advice I wish to say the following: Please accept with no obligation, implied or implicit, my best wishes for an environmentally conscious, socially responsible, low stress, non-addictive, gender neutral celebration of the winter solstice holiday, practised with the most enjoyable traditions of religious persuasion or secular practices of your choice with respect for the religious/secular persuasions and/or traditions of others, or their choice not to practice religious or secular traditions at all. read more... |
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