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Sunday 18 January 2009

Stars?



I have trouble sleeping. My bed is next to a window. Add 1+1 together and you might have worked out that in the middle of the night I sometimes lift my blind up and take a look outside. It always takes me by surprise that the night sky is clear. And somewhat orange. After looking out with confusion for a while, I realise that not only is the sky a rather fetching shade of browny-orange, but there aren't any stars out.

This is more of an appeal than a complaint.

WILL SOMEBODY PLEASE TELL ME WHERE THE HELL THE STARS HAVE GONE.

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