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HAVE PEN, WILL TRAVEL

“Off in the nether lands I heard a sound Like the beating of heavenly wings And deep in my brain I can hear a refrain Of my soul as she rises and sings Anthems to glory and Anthems to love and Hymns filled with early delight Like the songs that the darkness Composes to worship …

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My advance copies of the much-anticipated “Citysketch London” arrived with a thump, immediately preceded by the sound of a rumbling UPS truck engine racing up my gravel driveway, accompanied by a cacophony of high-pitched yelps from my two minuscule and mostly ineffective watch dogs. Dashing out to my mudroom deck, and stepping around the serpentine-machinations of …

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