My wife wrote the following: “There were some rocks on an island that were used for currency. Then the British came. As they often do.” nostr:note16358v53yd4k7jwxwn8j77n4nzt5e4jcknzua7nfv0lpnh2c4gqps9j200w
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Moar pls
Someone always comes.
Reminds me of another of my grandpa’s sayings: “If you ever find a perfect church, leave - you’ll screw it up.”
Dostoyevsky’s thought on how man would wreck utopia out of boredom also comes to mind.
It always comes back to "some rocks on an island"
Looks intesting. When flare pub?