drmstream[writing]

I don’t get much traf­fic in this cor­ner of the web. Google sends me a hand­ful of vis­i­tors a day, and I some­times feel guilty that my mus­ings are prof­fered as the answer to a spe­cific question.

A cou­ple of posts reg­u­larly deliver vis­i­tors: my thoughts on Joyce’s last para­graph from The Dead, a poem about two trees and a short post about the uncanny val­ley.

Today a new search term appeared in the log…

a list of men who cheat in Green­wich, CT

I just hope that when she arrived at my home page — and I’m pretty cer­tain I’m safe in assum­ing that it was a woman who entered the search — that she had a moment’s respite from the dis­tress or soul-weariness that prompted the query.

I don’t expect she’ll be back.

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