Dreams

One day I'm going to be sickly famous and stinky rich. So to prepare for my neverneverlife, I'm going to shop for habitat ideas for about ten days in the valley of the Loire, because if anybody knew how to be rich and famous and live large, it were the kings of France, and their queens, ministers, mistresses, dogs and other assorted appendices.

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