Friday, September 17, 2066

From the shelf

Nothing in the canon is tethered to September 17. One line is set aside for this year, the same line for every reader.

The report of my death was an exaggeration.
Mark TwainA note sent from London · 1897

In 2067 this day opens on Thomas Paine.

Arrow keys turn the day. S keeps the line. Slash focuses search.

September 17 · Quotationary