The Great Roberto

By gr8roberto

lamp ray

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

A preponderance for nighttime shots has led to a bit of lamp light blippage ~ though you will probably see some more evening blips tomorrow

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