
July 5th marks the third anniversary of the absence of female companionship in the NO Princess Palace. Certainly there have been some half-hearted attempts to remedy that situation. Mostly they fizzle when the discovery phase reveals I live in an RV. One exchange that showed promise evaporated when I was asked to describe the interior of the Palace. When I replied “think trapper cabin like on one of those Alaskan reality shows” that was the
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