Instead of being sad in jail; I woulda died free and happy.

‘O swiftly flying time and fleeting life! It is now the forty-fourth year since then; I believe no summer was ever more joyous; ’ [O tempus rapidum, fugax vita! Quartus et quadragesimus annus est; numquam, putp, letiot eastas fuit.]

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