.....(behind a low wall, we hear the sounds of feverish digging, clods of earth rise and fall in regular time), then, a voice is heard:

"Right - that should be deep enough"

Suddenly, a head appears above the wall, mud-splattered and grinning like an idiot....

"Hello, FourWinds; Why not call yourself a Psychogeographer?"

The head vanishes, as it's owner dives into the hole he's prepared so he can dodge the flak that will surely come his way....... :-)

Peace

Pilgrim

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