My longstanding and close friend W. Ikipedia recently
reminded me that the workings of my brain must remain a mystery. I
begged to differ, and our friendship is now in jeopardy. Heavens sakes.
My brain is perfectly open and has no secrets from anyone. I do object
to the colour of my brain, though, and would vastly prefer lilac or
even lavender matter between my ears, but I suspect that writers of
romance have cornered that market. Hey ho.
Yours, limited rather boringly to several shades of grey,
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Read VG's story, "Diary Entry."
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