What a bicycle! Sergeant Pluck would be delighted (to confiscate it) as would the magnificent Jams O'Donnell. To Seanso Pansa it looks like an iron donkey. And, indeed, we met not far from La Mancha. Don Quijote's country, that is, not Don QuiScottie's. If the sky doesn't drop on my head, I shall be there from January till April for a long-desired quest within the realm of the letters.
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