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I Don't Know If There Is Actually More Rain Here In England, Or If It Was Just That The Rain Seemed To Be So Deliberately Annoying. Every Drop Hit The Window With A Peevish "am I Bothering You? Does This Make You Cold And Wet? Oh, Sorry.

The Cast Of Hamlet Had Not Moved Much. They Had That Haunted Yet Hopeful Look In Their Eyes, Like The Ones You See In Photographs Of People Crammed Into Steerage Compartments, Traveling To Some New, Unknown Land.

People Were Freaked Out, But They Showed It In Weird Ways. Back Home, People Would Have Been Weeping And Doing A Lot Of Very Public Group Hugs. At Wexford People Just Aggressively Pretended Nothing Had Happened.

Which Is Both Gross And Breathtakingly Romantic. He Could Always Have Just Gone Upstairs And Brushed His Teeth, But He Stayed And Lurked By The Fish For Me.

Braiiinnnnssss," We Said In Unison. "it's Both Sad And Incredibly Impressive That You Were All Ready With That One.