Yes Henry Miller's birthday is Dec. 26, a very important day in my books most important Birthday in Dec. where I celebrate Dionysian stylee drunken to excess, singing and dancing and feasting especially on vagina and then I write into the damp hours of morning and fall asleep at the first crowning of dawn, when the suns head emerges from the womb of darkness again and winged angels feathers whistle in the air as they take flight to sing up that star of life.....and I dream much like this bard in his reveries...
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