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As he started to read the headlines, his mother approached him. She had a stern expression on her face as she seated herself next to him. He had seen the same facial expression before, and inevitably, it meant some kind of tirade was forth coming. Past experience made him well aware of the fact his mother believed that her lectures, or conversations as she referred to it, were constructive and for the benefit of his welfare. But he didnβt see it that way, and most of the time he construed his
Nobody knows Shakespeare has reincarnated and is hiding in Brooklyn. For the last five hundred years the English reading world has worshiped Shakespeare as a literary genius; and for centuries, he had been watching the reverence from the vantage point of the bardo. Shakespeare did not go to hell, and did not go to heaven either. What he did was hovering in the no-man's region between heaven and hell, waiting for an opportunity to come back to earth. And forty five years ago, he had his chance: