The Ides of March

Day 233

Beware!

I have a sudden flashback to high school English.  Being the smallest person in class I was the one chosen to be rolled in a sheet toga, squirted with ketchup covered in blood, and hoisted on a couple of football players’ Romans’ shoulders to be carried in as a dead Caesar.  I’m sure Shakespeare never had that in mind.  Beware, all right!

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