...against the dying of the light. Today is the birthday of Welsh poet, ale drinker, screenwriter (Me and My Bike), and cycling enthusiast Dylan Thomas.
This Sunday, the light dies an hour early...
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- Blue-eyed Devil
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cheers!
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