Well, look whose at the helm of this ol' ship now. My fist day alone with B-master C was all I dreamed it would be. He whispered words about Nietzche and the migration of philosophical ideas across continents. Don't you wish you were here?
¶ 4:14 PM
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Arrr! Welcome aboard, matey.
Sounds like Barry's been talking to one o' them there high-fallutin' professor types again.