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My good luck continues. It’s still gray and drizzly just outside my vine-covered, thought-gazing window. Fortunately, leaves cover it just enough so it takes a while for me to even notice that the blasted blasting sun is out when it emerges. Which will be soon today the weather goblin tells me. But back to Sweden—but this will be short. I must move on. Sweden is different. So little of my DNA, such… Read More