Odds And Gods
Wagner got it wrong. The twilight of the gods isn’t that cataclysmic. After all, there’s a comfy chair, a warm fire and three meals a day at the Sunnyvoyde Residential Home. Passing the time with Aphrodite, who’s still quite sprighty with the aid of her Zimmer frame, isn’t heaven – but it’s close.
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