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Not the
Seven Churches of Asia, nor the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World. Not
the Seven Hills of Rome, either. What about the Seven Years War? No, not
it. Not The Magnificent Seven. Not even the Seven Deadly Sins.
What
then? Simply this: I reckon that on this seventh anniversary we all
should congratulate ourselves on having made Bikwil the modest
but addictive international success it has become. So here’s to all of
you. For my part, Bikwil has given me enduring satisfaction as
I’ve brought to you the quiet enthusiasms of readers like yourselves. It
may be running on the smell of a few oily rags, but against all odds it
is running.
And here’s to another seven years. I having nothing to offer you but
more of the same: essays, stories and poems — serious and whimsical —
antidotes, all of them, to you know what.
Your
mission, should you decide to accept it, is to continue being part of
our outrageous adventure.
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