Yesterday someone calling himself Wulong wrote to me in the hope that I would persuade Europe and the US to act together to save him from vegetarianism. The only real politician I know is currently falling around drunk in a French village, so it’s going to be a while before I can do anything. Meanwhile Wulong has written again, although I don’t know whether this is a reminder or a reference to yesterday’s post:
您好!
致
礼!
wulong
11111l@51.net
2004-08-05
Shall I delete him from my life or give him a blogollum?
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