Peter Burke, I have something to tell you. I guess you know that for a long time, you have been the man of my dreams, I’ve been wanting to go to Cambridge, so that I could go to your office, and as casually as one can while drooling, try to say hello. I’d exchange my eyes with shining stars and sit, sparkling, outside your office. But that was before I met E. P. Thompson. For a long long time, I thought mr. Thompson was a woman, I assumed he was called Emma Pauline or something like that, and as I know that I could deal with having one woman, and one man in my life, I settled with having my heart split in two. But I know for sure, that having two men in ones life is alot harder to handle. Peter Burke, after a long long debate with myself, i’m afraid that I have to accept that mr Thompson won. And he’s dead. Now I’m dealing with necophilia.

Burke

thompson

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