Another installment!

Weird random emailer who calls him (her?) self "alcoholic" gave me another shout out. The story continues...still doesn't make any sense, but continues.

'When dost thou go?' The Curator smiled at the mixture of old-world tam-o'-shanter. His face was yellow and wrinkled, like that of Fookspeaking aloud?' 'Those who beg in silence starve in silence,' said the blueturbaned husband. 'Pick up the child. It is a holy man,Curator's bosom had gone out to it from the first. For no persuasionan Oriental, with an Oriental's views of the value of time, could seethou no charity?' 'Does the holy man come from the North' 'From farregistered in one of the locked books of the Indian Survey Departmentends or Mahbub's business, Kim could lie like an Oriental.

The slurs against Asians are uncalled for...(s)he needs to read my lotus blossom post.

I think I may want to make myself a T-shirt with "Curator's bosom" on it. Classic.