I am aware that all of you crave to know the thoughts of your fellow creatures whether profane or inspiring. So with this knowledge, I will share another letter from a devoted reader.
Gentlemen,
Last night was fitful. The demons robbed me of another night of blissful slumber—they made an enemy of my bed. So I grudgingly arose to fetch the volume you had suggested for me: Socks, Pinecones, and Old Rags: A Traveler’s Guide to Europe’s Forgotten Alleys by Kevin Gray. I must say it is an enjoyable companion during a sleepless night. Allow me to offer my thanks to the editors for suggesting this fine publication.
Next, I will take another cue from your reading list and send for Ask Me About Prison Musicals by Kyle Melton, Esq.
Thus, now you all can see the esteem in which I am held by countless great thinkers, theorists, and saints.
Because you all look to me as a mountain of intellect and a storehouse of valuable philosophical and theological information, and although you cannot begin to grasp the dizzying heights of my mental achievement, I will remain patient—much as an angry minister keeps his cool amidst scruffy, immoral parishioners.
As with the last letter, I let the flames lick the carcass of this one.
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