I’ve often wondered: why does the year always go out as a hoary-frosted bearded dude in wizard robes?
Why not bid adieu to the year represented by an elegant woman of a certain age?
(Consider Georgia O’Keeffe versus Charleton Heston.)
Picture her: ramrod straight posture, long white hair carefully composed in a chignon, donned hand-tailored clothing in black and white.
Or perhaps you imagin…
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