The Winter of our Content
The Winter of ourĀ Content
Ā āNow is the winter of our discontent, Made glorious summer by this sun of York; And all the clouds that lourād upon our house, In the deep bosom of the ocean buriedā. By William Shakespeare fromĀ Richard III, spoken by Gloucester. With the temperature in Melbourne in free fall and the rain following suit, it easy to feel the seasonal discontent Gloucester was on about. Instead, Iām consciouslyā¦
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