Welcome to the thoughts that wash up on the sandy beaches on my mind. Paddling is encouraged.. but watch out for the sharks.
Out of the night that covers me, black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul?(First line of Invictus...I wonder if that's the source?)
Stephen: sharp, you are... and probably right.the cute little green book looks like a dent(he licks his chops...)
The middle volume is Out of the Night: The Memoir of Richard Julius Herman Krebs alias Jan Valtin.
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