Since I couldn’t get to sleep, Here’s a phone snap of my tragically damaged MacBook screen: 
Appropriately enough, the current desktop picture seems to be a snap taken from the rim of the volcano on Vulcano. one of the Aeolian Islands.
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Me fail? I fly! 
Ack! Oh noes! Tragedy! Remind me never to drop my ‘puter.
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Whut she sed. Hope you can sort something out… Narelle and I visited a strange Mac place on (I think) W22nd or 23rd street – near the Chelsea Hotel. But it was good, just kind of downhome funky.
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Can the Blue Screen of Death be far behind…?
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I’m glad I took that photo, because when I left the laptop in Paris this morning its general appearance had deteriorated significantly. I’m planning on getting it fixed in New York on my way home – meanwhile it’s other people’s computers with French keyboards for me.
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