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Dear Readers,

                Everything comes out late, even notices, although they cannot be late, because sometimes they are as important as the matter of life and death, so I apologize if you find unnerving. 
                Why do notices always come out late? Well, this is quite a hard question. Well, though I'm not willing to say "well", I keep saying "well", well, although this is not funny. Nevertheless, let's go back to the question. Well, that is because posting notices is boring, even the reader, yet someone can find pleasure from it, and I think not so many people would do this. 
                I think you might be bored, so do I, so let me give you a so-so song to finish:

                                Oh, my dear, you look thin, 
                                What's  so wild, beast and mean, 
                                Had made you that, and not be seen?
                                Oh, my dear, you are so thin 
                                That you thin to your chin!

With all due respect,
The Editor

Dear Readers,

        I apologize for the pausing over a month. You can see this notice because that is for calculating days as the previous notice said so. Today there would be no songs or poems because we are very busy during the month. We are looking forward to having free time and the new episodes of the story.

With all due respect
The Editor

        For a long time we don't talk about history, because it is very horrible, from yester, to and morrows. But still, we are family with them, as they are a part of our life.
        "What after she gave you the book?"
        "Don't get so fast. You don't even know what the name of the book was," he said.
        "I know it," I said as I walked to the eighth window, "because the book is here." I took out a book out of the eighth window, which is connected to the library.
        "Well. Who put it into the library?"
        "I don't know," I said. "It has been being there since I came back last time."
        "What was the time you came back?"
        "Seven months ago."
        "That's half a year after I went to Vileville."
        "Yes."
        You might be bored to reading what two men talked. Instead, we will talk about the story of Prior. Prior was a big family in the east, east, east, far east of the oriental world.

Dear Readers,

        Notices posted weekly, so you can know how long this site has lived by reading what the numbers after the title. As you see, it is 4 today, so the site has lived for a months. When you are counting days, remember, this site started Wednesday, so you have to minus three days:

                7 days (a week long) times 4 than minus 3
                =25 days

        So the site has lived for 25 days, a quarter of  100 days.
        If you are now reading this, remember the method for counting days. Good luck.

With all due respect,
The Editor 



                Days past fast,
                Fast as wind blowing past, 
                And a rocket's blast.

                Days past soon,
                Soon as the typhoon,
                And the night with full moon.