Dear Wigleaf,

I write you from my parents' house, where I've made a grand return upon running out of money, although, this time, things will not be the same; I have moved into a different room from the one I grew up in, one with a light and ceiling fan which you can control with a remote. It was assumed by my family that my relocation was on the basis of metaphor, to settle into a new chapter in a new space. But I promise you, it was on the basis of the light and ceiling fan which you can control with a remote. And it was going great. But the remote has since gone missing. And now the light and ceiling fan are on until I find it. I am searching high and low, and also medium height. Wish me luck.  

Darren




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