No more ball

No more ball

The Ball no Question makes of Ayes and Noes,
But Right or Left, as strikes the Player goes;
And He that toss'd Thee down into the Field,
He knows about it all -- HE knows --- HE knows!

(E. Fitzgerald  from The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám)
Herstal (B)

Dead-end living

Dead-end living

“With never an end to the stream of passing feet,
Driving, hurrying, marrying, burying,
Clamor and rumble, and ringing and clatter;
And here beneath it is all as bad,
For I thought the dead had peace, but it is not so.”

(A. Tennyson in Dead, long dead)
Seraing (B)

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