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“We have had no good comic operas of late, because the real world has been more comic than any possible opera.” – Illustrated London News, Jan. 17, 1931 G. K. Chesterton

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In Which Balance on French History is Hard to Get Correctly

Good evening, my friend, dear reader of this present post! Happy Monday of a new week! The month of April 2026 reaches its final days, hopefully those will proceed nicely. How are you? Hopefully your werkend went well and with no incidents? Those can be disruptive and bothersome. My own set of days went okay overall. I did receive an important document this Friday, which was the results of my neuropsychological evaluation. As it turns out, I have an IQ above average! It caught me by surprise and I am so happy to see it! My own is at 110, and though this is not exactly what would be called "geniality" territory, that is quite functional and then some, therefore I am happy, on that end. The test flagged exactly what is going on in my head, the result is not entirely positive, and this is not that it can be fixed or cured, it is frustrating how that is not the case with brain issues and quirks, just mitigated and dealt with. I do not have ADHD, but I do have OCD, in a level high...
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The Adventures of Mr. D'Onofrio and his suitcase with 700 socks! Prologue

Prologue:

Zachary D’onofrio, or to be more formal, Mr. D’onofrio, was quite a figure, always caught the attention of people with his fancy outfit. Coming from faraway lands, walking diligently through the road, he wore a bluish tophat with pride, as it was one of his very prized possessions; the other ones were in his yellow suitcase that he always had with him: those were his precious socks, his dear friends, his collector items. He’d travel unspeakable distances just to add more socks to his impressive collection, the rarer, the better, he accepted only the most exotic ones. He was always distant from home, he didn’t care how long he’d have to travel, everything for his passion: collecting socks, paying tribute to that part of our clothes that we so shamefully neglect, and by doing so paying a tribute to his idol.

He was frequently by himself, it were lonely journeys, the ones of Mr. D’onofrio, but the truth was he actually preferred that, always lost in his sock world. He was never tired, or at least never complained about it, he was a resilient fellow, Mr. D’onofrio, in spite of the fact of being as thin as a stick. He needed to be resilient and to resist, so he could pay a tribute to his idol, and collect socks.

This is our friend in common: Zach D’onofrio. Fascinating human being, calm, determined, patient and thoughtful. Going to catch his new socks in a distant world, this is his story, his adventure. And so it begins, and so it goes.


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