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Inside: Photos of eyeballs, bees, eyeballs, blue hands, and eyeballs. Also inside: Thoughts I want you to read and to live by and, when especially inspired, to set to opera. Also inside: my fight against vegetable tyranny. Just a little something I do so you don’t have to. You're welcome. Come on in and get your jibber jabber on!
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I have a question. When this particular moment in the statue gentleman's life was captured, was he wearing a book (illuminated manuscript?)on his head? Perhaps to dash through the rain? But then the sun came out and he strolled instead? huh.
justcurious...
He was wearing a book on his head. Yes. But given that books in his time were hand-written by monks, it must have been from boiling acidic rain that he was fleeing. Otherwise, a bad choice in rainware.
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