RIP Cellini Euroline
Cellini Euroline was more than just a friend. He was my suitcase. A suitcase I spoke to. A great travel companion.
Even though I only met him in his Golden Years there was an instant connection between us and it was that connection that probably got him in the end.
Rest in peace Cellini Euroline.
I hope you incarnate as something other than plastic in the near future.
Your friend, always,
Alice
"And what does it live on?"
"Weak tea with cream in it."
A new difficulty came into Alice's head,
"Supposing it couldn't find any?" she suggested.
"Then it would die, ofcourse."
"But that must happen very often," Alice remarked thoughtfully.
"It always happens," said the Gnat.
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