Who's next, he asked ...

To win the championship, you don't have to beat everyone.
You just have to beat who's next.

Having established that, we come across the bizarre world of irony, absurdity and peculiarity.
I love these three words.

I love many words.

I won't go much beyond that for the moment. It's pleasant outdoors and my flowers want to sprout.

The flowers have made that perfectly clear.

Later.

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