A Tale of Misplaced Love and Irony

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July 12, 2013

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Every traveler has a home of his own, and he learns to appreciate it the more from his wandering.

- Charles Dickens -

A Tale of Misplaced Love and Irony

"When the world began, there was a place for everything in the human heart, and everything was in its place. This meant one never, ever had to look for anything. Which sounds awfully convenient, and that is exactly what it was. Awfully. Convenient. In this impeccable order of things everything happened on a schedule. Serendipity, for instance got the 2 pm slot on Tuesday afternoons (which meant of course that humanity invariably snoozed through it). Everything under the sun was reliable and remarkably tedious. People soon began to devise little games for themselves to make things more interesting..." So begins this whimsical tale of love, lost and found. { read more }