O Years! the blest preeminence of Saints! / Ye sweep athwart my gaze, so heavenly-bright, […]

The convention organisation itself creaked a little (though since this report came from the USSR's greatest conrunner this may be a little like asking Ben Yallow for his opinion of a Unicon), but a good time was had by all.

When I arrived at the Waldorf I was taken away by its grandeur. The party was located on the 42ⁿᵈ floor in the Tower Suites. The room was completely off the chain. I am so glad that Tracy accepted the invite to go with me and she had a good time. There were a lot of good-looking African men there.

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