Wednesday, January 7, 2026

"Downing needs more fluff."

  The editors of "the sun papers" maintained a "calm and cool" even whilst they were realizing the enormity of challenges inherent to geopolitics calving this and that way. 

  "And if that weren't nasty enough," someone with a Church fan representing "the pond" so not having to say which side of the Atlantic people had been working on was peppering the ire at both notions of republic and democracy.  "Fact is," some fell silent to hear, "A religious group thinks that by claiming a king of the mountain 'stance' that group can force the others to pay their debts." The typewriters clucked and changed through a working "brunch".  "Not to mention control the eastern seaboard ports!  The people hunting criminals are

  "Look at what this team did!" 

  People gathered around a table on a piece of flooring some eight inches above the commotion of pre-production.  "They actually took on the costs of staying with the popstars of disreputable orgs and the world's criminals with freedom to roam.  Look how many have been 'round the world more than once during this interim or whatever the big wigs are calling it." People marveled out loud.  Some fell silent and turned pale at the implications. 


  "It's what they had to do in Italy at that point in the war." A WWII Veteran said it matter of factly.  "There'da been no survivors had the Axis ran over that island.  So the Allies allied with the few that weren't cronies of Mussolini and, and..." 

  "Sorry to interrupt Pops," 

  "Daphne!  What are you doin' in our broom closet?" 

  "We've brought your spot of tea on the mail cart Sir." 

  "Have ya now?!" 

  "Can we stay?" 




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