In the last summer of the rendezvous, to extend my walk home from the park with all the alders, I happened to enter the Church of the Holy Trinity on the main ring road. This coincidence was fate. I saw the times that were coming. On a pillar, next to the side altar, stood the saint in the grey cloak, his collar was the sheep that he carried round his neck. This sheep round his neck is silence itself. There are things you don �t speak about. But I know what I am speaking about when I say that silence round your neck is not the same as silence in your mouth.

(I tend to agree. And since she �s 1 year younger than myself, she must have made a good use of her life experiences.)

Edit 1: Congratulations to you, too, Gitasiva. That also also a great achievement.

Edit 2: Wow, Olinda, ready for Halloween?

Edit 3: Congratulations to Israel, too, Eng789. That was something! This is the women�s year. More to come. Just wait and look. We�ll be right here to celebrate.