From the fantastic to the farcical with odd stops along the way, this collection is meant to be comments on the variables of life.
Trying to read it consecutively rather than dipping in and out could make a reader as confused as the author, who, in all honesty is a happy and contented person.
If, however, you want the beauty of Shakespeare, or the complexity of Elliott, look elsewhere.
The author won't take offence.
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