I’ve been absent a few days due to a curious mishap, the sort that only happens when you live in Astigianistan: works for the new sidewalk, accidentally truncated the phone cable, leaving us isolated… well, much more isolated than usual.
Or at least this is what they told us.
In fact I know the natives of Astigianistan don’t trust “the singing wire”, and often cut the lines out of spite or superstitious fear.
It happened with the Apaches, too – or so I learned by watching old Hondo reruns.
Anyway – I’m back, the natives are restless, and tomorrow I’ll appear in video-call at the Lucca Comics & Games special event to present Hope & Glory.
I’ll keep you posted.
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