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      <title>Clean</title>
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&lt;p&gt;For the prompt, &lt;a href=&#34;https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/clean/&#34;&gt;Clean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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With deep contrition
I pour out a libation.
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      <title>Of life and playthings</title>
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&lt;p&gt;For today&amp;rsquo;s Daily Prompt, &lt;a href=&#34;https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/toy-story/&#34;&gt;Toy Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- - -&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There is a real sense in which &lt;em&gt;play&lt;/em&gt; was a concept alien to the world in which I grew up. Being the son of two high achieving, &lt;em&gt;austere&lt;/em&gt; academicians did that to me; that they adopted a rigorous, all encompasing asceticism merely underlined the near total absence in our lives of anything that didn&amp;rsquo;t fulfil a function of some sort. The Black &amp;amp; White National television set was the communal alter around which we sacrificed our evenings to learning and current affairs, the gramophone, the vehicle by which nostalgic memories where wheeled out and shared with us younglings.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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