Here is the website of The Lone Weasel, only confidant and known friend of the notorious Troilus of Dubrovnik, writer, philosopher, stargrazer, and damaged goods. Tread lightly through these pages on your way to higher things. Within great secrets are revealed, desirous to be known. Come close and bear witness, wrap your cloak around your aching limbs, let the fire dance in your eyes, let the wind blow through your hair, above all sit still and remember when all this meant to you what it means to me now.
The Lone Weasel travels as his name suggests, stopping only for food and comfort. He has been seen at the homes of the Honest Dog and the Suburban Ninja, but is relieved to have found this home he can call his own. Gratitude is an emotion held very high in the world of the Weasel. Loneliness leads to an appreciation of small gestures much as blindness increases a sense of smell.
Your tokens of affection are also appreciated in the guest book, though you may well ask, "what can I give him, poor as I am?".
I love you.
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The Lone Weasel