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Opening paragraph.

This was intended to be a Klapp story, however ended up painting a rather bleak vision of my experience of 2010.


 In retrospect, I am very happy to say that it was by no means as bad as this might make it seem. There were certainly low points, which I had to get out of my system via this strip. There may be some metaphors hidden in there, which may reveal themselves as time passes. 

As in the last panel, I am very much looking forwards to what MMXI will bring. 

Have a great one, all! 

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only."


Dickens — A tale of two cities. Applies now as it did then. 

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