Subject: Re: [FFML] [NonFic] A Night in the Lonesome November
From: bastian@enterprise.mathematik.uni-essen.de (Sebastian Weinberg)
Date: 11/7/1996, 3:59 PM
To: Fanfiction ML

 On Thu, 31 Oct 1996 19:55:17 -0800 (PST) "Mike W. Loader" said:

:    Not me. I defined myself by wandering through Europe and 
: Asia. My soul resounds with the echoes of bells and pigeons on 
: the Simeonstrasse. I have walked the streets of a foreign city 
: that I called home and was totally at ease, surrounded by 
: friends whose native language differed from mine.  I have 
: walked through the streets of London and seen its cathedrals 
: and houses of state.  I have poled a boat down a river near the 
: Black Forest.  I have walked through Flanders' fields and picked 
: out the horrors of 1915 from the grass.  I have been under the 
: earth both in centuries old catacombs and a decades old 
: underground fortress.  I have hiked through the Alps, climbed 
: up to innumerable castles and ruins, and tramped through 
: endless streets in several countries.  I have boated through 
: canals in two different cities.  I have stood in a concentration 
: camp and felt the lingering malignancy that permeates it.  I 
: have crossed communist checkpoints in China, and newly 
: capitalist borders in Russia.

Everybody sing:

 o/~  "And I'm faaar, far away..."  o/~


Sebastian
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