Found this poem, by Charles Baudelaire, written on the wall of a Carson City coffee shop (you can find the rest of the poem at sites like this).
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| A fardel is a burden, specifically in a bundle |
What a great concept — daring to get absolutely giddy on poetry, nature, whatever. I’m going to try to brighten our gray winter days by adopting this approach. But maybe not the wine part.