No plumbline can fathom the depths of my hatred….

For that man.

Tonight I discovered he had torn up and disposed of an important and potentially historic letter I had set aside for River Sprite. Even worse he smirked about it and made light of the act in front of others. Just been thru 3 inside bins and one, once rubber gloves on, outside. Actually too angry to continue. More later….maybe.

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