HURRY UP PLEASE IT’S TIME
Goonight Bill. Goonight Lou. Goonight May. Goonight.
Ta ta. Goonight. Goonight.
Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night.
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@Smartypantsny No, I’m leaving everything in place; you never know—the banks could take over and turn this back into something interesting. Also, I’ll be darting in from time to time to check DMs.
As I tidy up before departing, I’ve locked the account, mostly because the pornbots are so relentless.
My only curiosity about them is why they appear to be a wholly heterosexual phenom; I’ve yet to get a random like on a three-year-old-tweet from a shirtless himbo called Oleg.
*looks around with the air of a leading lady surveying a now-empty room at the end of a three-act drama, thoughtfully straitening her hat, then pulling on a glove*
“We had some good times here, didn’t we?”
*turns and looks off stage*
“Didn’t we?”
*CURTAIN*
@TomasJMurray Shocking confession: never seen it.
All too often, though, he was not well served by the “international spectacles” into which he was put. He’s far more interesting in his Egyptian pictures.
Always a surprise, when we’re watching old Egyptian movies, to see baby Omar Sharif show up.
One thinks “my goodness, WHO is… AH!” Bone structure off the charts and an awkward, raw charisma that soon got smoothed over into a more polished charm.
This is, by the way, by far the most he wears in this surprisingly earthy drama (a kind of Madame-Bovary-on-Nile). I’ll have to track it down and see if I can’t come up with some screen shots.
@RevRichardColes Um el dunya—the mother of the world!
If you have time, think about visiting the Mahmoud Khalil Museum—an exquisite collection of Impressionist and other treasures (Monet, Renoir, Sisley, and more).