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the van der hoofs of Iowhampton.
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the van der hoofs of Iowhampton.
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though unconscionable to rank one's relatives, my partiality could hardly be doubted.
today is the birthday of a favourite aunt, Mrs. Dolores Jennings Van der Hoof Walker.in future, banks shall assuredly follow society's example and enjoy a holiday every eleventh day of August.
this poppy brings to mind Flanders Field and, though significantly hazier, presumed days slept away in an opium den of ill repute in London's East End.
an appropriately utilitarian building for the commodified, and oddly ritualized, blood-letting of the perpetually ailing poor.
normally, I am quite averse to travel outside of Nebraskashire. I had to forgo such predilection upon receiving a disconsolate message from relations currently residing in Iowhampton. the arbitration of their circumstance necessitated a trip to the capital of that district; there I stayed for a few days.
my wonder at the capitol lies less in the structure than in the philanthropy of its construction. local magistrates trusted crude artisans to affix gold plating to the exterior. many of these laborers, I imagine, had neither seen nor touched the material prior to this assignment.