I can see myself going into my shower, quite happily, whistling. I can also remember that irresistible urge to smoke. The one that comes upon you anywhere, at any time. And you have to obey it. So I
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In the springtime, after the clouds of winter and before the storms of summer, when the skies were clear and the waters still, Abel went star-catching.
The other villagers thought him daft, of course
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