.Christoffa Corombo

A failure at best, say some (clad under cover of
the present) , genocide at
worst, tho his sail across pitching hungry waves required

balls that today might prompt one to seek out
Mare Tranquilitatis via
hot-air balloon, armed only w/ a sextant.

'[L]ike Paradise...' he sd. of his
find, but for
the fact that the

Native brothers & sisters (*in Dio* = 'in God')
insisted on walking about
naked, as tho Adam & Eve sported khakis.

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