...is back in a blaze of stylish glory, praise whatever gods there be. Go read, even if Margaret Atwood isn't your cuppa.
UPDATE: And, predictably, she prompts the envious gasbaggery of nonentities, and assorted buzzes and clicks from the burrowing inhabitants of small dead animals. Wear the fool's reproach with pride, Heather. You're getting to them, as always.
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