The important thing is this: Uncle Larry sometimes checks in to see if I have written anything. He likes to keep track of the poorly constructed musings of his forty-something nephew. So Uncle Larry, I apologize for the neglect in my maintenance of Harry Lime, Holly's old friend. Harry is not to be trusted. He hides in dark alleys, connive against those in power, and bring hardship to children. He is not to be trusted.
Harry that is. I am trustworthy.
On unimportant things, at least.
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