Good Lord ...
After the second martini I reverted to the English accent of my upbringing. It's only a matter of time (48 hours, literally) until I am asked what part of the U.K. I was born in. Good Lord.
"Who is the third who walks always beside you? When I count, there are only you and I together But when I look ahead up the white road There is another one walking beside you Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded I do not know whether a man or a woman ~ But who is that on the other side of you?" The Wasteland, T.S. Eliot
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