It's Jerome's birthday. A small celebration is ongoing in the cafe, which is decorated this evening with black and white balloons.
Night chores.
My favorite time of the day has come again: an evening shower, and then off to bed with Hercule Poirot. Linnet Ridgeway-Doyle is murdered only halfway through the book; the first half introduces characters, is devoted to exposition, and sets the stage for an incredibly complex and highly undoable crime.
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