Sirs,
A partial restoration (read: conjectured reconstruction) of what we, in our expert opinion, believe to be the contents of the deteriorating blog entry MS#65(+X):
“I am the Smitty and he is mine.”
“He tempteth me to walk on [garbled]”
“I went down to the Piraeus with Smitty, son of …”
“I lean and loaf at my ease, contemplating Mr. Smee…”
“He was Mr. Smitty on the dotted line, but he was Mr. Smee in my arms…”
Sirs, these, to the best of our restorative faculties, seem to be the meanings of the scratches found in MS#65(+X) of the handwritten proto-blog manuscript entrusted to us.
Sincerely,
Yo
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