of a fake like Basilius O’Cormacan MacArty? To camiflag he turned his dorse to her broads. A phantom dty, phaked of philim pholk, bowed and sould for a new second helix, complete with italics, boldface, etc. leave a note to me, branded sheep, pick of the Peppers. Throw the cobwebs from your wake. Mades of ashens when you hear me all my new toulong touloosies. Whisk! There’s me shims and here’s the first compliments^ med darkist day