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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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"I am the last monarch of the old world. As Emperor, it is my duty to protect my peoples from their politicians" -Franz Joseph, Emperor of Austria-Hungary

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In Which Civilization VII is just a bad title as a whole

Good evening, my friend! Happy Wednesday! Hope you are okay? Let me know at some point! And tell me about the weather as well! As for me, I am okay..? It is complicated, as I am facing so many anxiety peaks the past few days. Some moments I don't feel my mouth, others, breathing becomes harder than it should. I am tired, also. But overall, the weather is nicer than before, so there is that. You know, I don't like bringing attention to dead horses, but I did notice Civilization 7, a title who's infamy grows by the day, released a hefty update a day ago. Because they did produce a lot more music to it, that caused me to be quasi-excited to see where they'd go from here. Released the new things, I went to go as far as playing it. I can say, now, that I am excited to try Civ 5 again, as such.  Ah, I never had many hopes for Civ 7, having calling it a Humankind ripoff from the first official trailer. They did actually try this time, though, to bring this stillborn entry to l...
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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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