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»Come inside the cabin«, I invite Professor Sideburns, his assistant Kylie, his assistant's assistant Nigel and the animal I like to call the llama.

»Dude, you're telling your stories slower than every highclass tv or streaming series«, the llama complains.

»Ouch, you stepped on my toes, KussKuss«, Nigel is hissing.

»Do something, Bromford«, Kylie whispers, »it's getting tight in here.«

»Well, Professor, dude, what do you think we have to do next?« the llama asks.

»I am not quite sure«, Professor Sideburns we used to call Burnside says.

But the llama snaps back at him, »I wasn't talking to you, professor-dude. I was talking to His Superior Intelligence himself, the genius in Bromford form. Which floor do you want to go to? Which numbers will you press?«

»I will press here…«, I say pointing each of my two index fingers on the arrows at the edges of the rhomboid shape of the treasure map. I am pressing and…

Nothing happens. Nothing happens at all.

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Today is Thursday, the 29th of September 2022.

Nothing Happens.

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»I cannot believe it!« the llama says.

»What, animal?« I ask.

»I cannot believe that you are doing this elevator thing again. This is not new. This is not inventive, dude«, the llama is complaining. »Don't you remember last December, last advent? The elevator was our portal to different cities and places all over the world. And now on our treasure hunt you are doing that very same thing again? That is lame, dude, really, very lame.«

»Never change a running horse«, I say.

»I think the saying is, Never saddle a dying horse«, Nigel adds.

»This horse is already dead, folks«, the llama mumbles beneath the very big teeth.

»But look«, I say taking the green treasure map laying the rhomboid shape over the elevator panel, »it matches perfectly.«

The blue lights of the elevator buttons are shining through the treasure map's pergament making the letters disappear and blue numbers appear.

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Today is Tuesday, the 27th of September 2022.

Not Inventive.

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 222

Today is Sunday, the 25th of September 2022.

Time flies...
Autumn is here again.

Astrocat? Really? Who said cats were cool...

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"My Bromford Home"


When they opened up the strip I was young and full of zip

I wanted some place to call my home

And so I made the race and I staked me out a place

And settled down along the Cimarron


It blowed away (blown away), it blowed away (blown away)

My Bromford home, it blown away

Well it looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there

My Bromford home, it blown away


Well I planted wheats and oats, got some chickens and some shoats

Aimed to have some ham and eggs to feed my face

Got a mule to pull the plow, I got an old red muley cow

And I also got a fancy mortgage on this place


Well it blowed away (blown away), it blowed away (blown away)

All the crops that I've planted blown away

Well you can't grow any grain if you ain't got any rain

Everything except my mortgage blown away


Come on!


Well it looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there

I figured I was all set for life

I put on my Sunday best with my fancy scalloped vest

Then I went to town to pick me out a wife


She blowed away (blown away), she blowed away (blown away)

My Bromford woman blown away

Mister, as I bent to kiss her, she was picked up by a twister

My Bromford woman blown away


Well then I was left alone just listening to the moan

Of the wind around the corners of my shack

So I took off down the road, yeah, when the south wind blowed

I traveled with the wind upon my back


I blowed away (blown away), I blowed away (blown away)

Chasing that dust cloud up ahead

Well once it looked so green and fair and now it's up in the air

My Bromford farm is over head


Come on!


And now I'm always close to home, it don't matter where I roam

For Bromford dust is everywhere

Makes no difference where I'm walking, I can hear my chickens squawking

I can hear my wife a-talking in the air


It blowed away (blown away), it blowed away (blown away)

Yeah my Bromford home is blown away

But my home Sir, is always near, it's up here in the atmosphere

My Bromford home is blown away


Come on!


Well I'm a roam'n Bromfordn but I'm always close to home

And I'll never get homesick until I die

'Cause no matter where I'm found, my home's all around

My Bromford home is in the sky


It blowed away (blown away), it blowed away (blownd away)

And my farm down on Cimarron

But now all around the world wherever the dust is swirled

There is some from my Bromford home


It blowed away (blown away), it blowed away (blown away)

Yeah my Bromford home is blown away

Yeah it's up there in the sky in that dust cloud over n' by

My Bromford home is blown away


Yeah!


Let me see that horn now, thank you!


Come on one more time!


Well it's blown away (blown away), blown away (blown away)

Oh my Bromford home is blown away

Yeah it's up there in the sky in that dust cloud over n' by

My Bromford home is the sky


Yeah!


Well I'm a roam'n Bromfordn but I'm always close to home

And I'll never get homesick until I die

'Cause no matter where I'm found, my home's all around

My Bromford home is in the sky


It blowed away (blown away), it blowed away (blownd away)

And my farm down on Cimarron

But now all around the world wherever the dust is swirled

There is some from my Bromford home


It blowed away (blown away), it blowed away (blown away)

Yeah my Bromford home is blown away

Yeah it's up there in the sky in that dust cloud over n' by

My Bromford home is blown away


Yeah!


Let me see that horn now, thank you!


Come on one more time!


Well it's blown away (blown away), blown away (blown away)

Oh my Bromford home is blown away

Yeah it's up there in the sky in that dust cloud over n' by

My Bromford home is the sky


Yeah!