Okay -- think about what you were doing -- at exactly 9:21 pm -- twenty-one seconds into that minute, precisely. . . last night. It was a 21st second, of a 21st minute, of a 21st hour, of the 21st year, of the 21st Century (as measured by the Gregorian calendar, at least).
The sixth (month) is. . . an odd ball -- I freely admit. [But it does put it as the solid middle of the year of 21s.]
And there will be no 21st month, to be sure. . . .
But see if you can arrange to do exactly the same thing (assuming it was pleasurable), on this corresponding day of the ensuing months, from August
And, apropos of nothing, really -- this at right, from the NY Met, is a 3,100-plus year old pair of lips, and a jaw-line remnant / sculpture -- likely of an Egyptian Queen (Tiya, Nefertiti or Kiya are all strong possibilities). Or royalty. . . at least. Enjoy. . . grinning, here. Will mention it again -- in 30, 60, 90 and 120 days.
नमस्ते
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