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Have been reading  Miss Marple pastiche which is...  basically a number of writers putting Miss M into their own universes, usually in the 60s and 70s, with varying results. The one that's dated to the 50s doesn't recognize that the Ms honorific dates to 20 years after the McCarthy era. Otherwise she travels to Cape Cod and Shanghai and New York and Oxford,  far from the small village that gave her the knowledge of human nature needed to solve murders. Oh well. Read as fanfic, and like fanfic, don't expect too much.

Must get tax stuff together. Must not go into tax tailspin. Easier said than done.