Day 24,455:A Not So Random Note: from Kear

Down the road to 100 Years, with Daddy and his air demons. Let him in, he'll do fine.

“Dear everybody and ‘admishons people too:

1. Today, from where we sit at twilight, I counted sixty-seven steps to the good place with the red benches. They were open but daddy won’t buy coffee from them. The same number of years as daddy. I miss those benches ‘cause they have the best croissants and coffee, and the silver-haired lady who fetches me ice co…