It’s happening tonight

Wait a minute. Quiet. Don’t anybody say a word. I think I’m getting a message. It’s happening tonight. During the occultations. In the dark. maybe over after dinner cognac. A
Secret agreement between individuals we don’t know, affecting you, me, our kids and grandkids. All of us. But it won’t be on the news and we, the uninvited guests, will be the last to know. Hardly seems fair. I’m probably joking around and being spooky. Stay tuned.

 

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