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In the style of “be careful what you wish for”, I now find myself in cold, rainy Scotland, preparing for a cold, rainy summer. No open wireless networks, no everything-within-walking-distance, no delicious patisseries to be consumed daily… And you may say to yourself, “My God, what have I done?” (Talking Heads had obviously spent time in Glasgow.)

Also disconcerting is that the local library, whose Internet connection I am taxing to write this, has an adult content filter. Funky appears to be off-limits to me until I can arrange access at home, which isn’t surprising. But BarryWeber too? I’m now hugely curious; what kind of T&A binge has the good preacher been on in the week since I last looked? After all, that’s the only logical explanation, as Internet censoring software is never, ever wrong.

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