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Sunday, October 31, 2004

Dear Little Piggy

An answer to your prayers, or at least a variation of it. Hope it's a beacon to you in the darkness of life...

And for the air stewardess, my prayers be with you. In the darkness you are trapped now, with nowhere to hide, nothing to look forward to. Be comforted that there are others like you out there. Rest well.

Yours truly
Aristocrat

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"My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.
They have turned night into day,
and after darkness I hope for light again.
If I wait hell is my house, and I have
made my bed in darkness.
I have said to rottenness: thou art
my father; to worms, my mother and
my sister.
Where is now then my expectation,
and who considereth my patience?
All that I have shall go down into
the deepest pit: thinkest thou that there
at least I shall have rest?"

Job 17:11-16 dv.

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