Sitting in a window embrasure (yes you can, very thick walls, some of the windows even have stone steps up to them) looking at the rain and desultorily reading the papers and popping into people's blogs is not how to pass the days. If the smallest peek of sun would appear...
I spent most of the afternoon reading Mussolini's speeches, which I found on line. (There is concern at my morbid interest in Mussolini and his contribution to our degraded political culture). Believe me, someone else has been at the mussolini too; I have bookmarked the choicer bits and will put them on Angels, defying any reader to identify correctly who is speaking.
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