Long ago, when my uncle was alive and chaining smoking Sweet Afton in the back kitchen of the home-house, we used to judge how well his general mental well-being was by the number of cups of tea he’d drink in an hour. The tea per hour, generally, was a good indicator of how much pacing per hour was on his agenda for the lat…
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