A personal blog by Khürt Williams, with imagery, and inchoate ramblings on coffee, beer, and geekery.
In the heavily accented, lyrical poetry that passes for common speech among Bequians, Mr. Ollivierre will tell you, “The day I harpooned my first whale, there was such joy in my heart, I couldn’t speak. It turned my mind. You must choose what will pleasure your life. You must have plenty courage and be fast thinking.”
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