So in order to truthen this, before the letter goes, I forthwith to get the Majestick on the foan, and by God's mercy have one good room left, on the 1st floor.
She went to the Common to walk Max, but soon found herself ankle-deep in mud.
“It seems to me the thing's an impasse. French expression,” I explained, “meaning that we're stymied good and proper with no hope of finding a formula.”
Now, what is interesting about that poem is nothing. But, what is relevant about it is that his muse is his wife, Marcela, who is 42 years younger than him. He is 75, she is 33. And I’ll say this, at least when 70-something American politicians get creepily handsy with 30-something women, they have the decency to do so with their own daughters. Have some class, Brazil! Have some class!