Death and the Clown

Hope dies last

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Jesters do oft prove prophets. — Shakespeare

My son brought a clown to dinner last night. We ate sloppy joes, drank beer, and talked about death. It was unexpected dinner chat with a clown, but it turns out that all conversational roads eventually end there. The dearth of fireflies led us to the death of the bees, and on and on. The clown pointed out…




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