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day 12 → whatever tickles your fancy

Currently, what tickles my fancy the most is watching Hercule Poirot, my favorite little Belgian. The sets are amazing, and I am utterly convinced that living in those times minus the racism and bigoted old fools and inequality would have been quite fun if I was a young, well to do white person. At least the costumes and everything are perfect.

David Suchet is also perfect.

It's hard to imagine Hugh Fraser being old now, because I am so convinced that Poirot has not aged at all. Miss Lemon has always looked weirdly old. It's bizarre. When I first saw the episodes, I was convinced that the show was really filmed in that era. Even though they clearly did not have color television in that time. All of this made it hard to really wrap my head around, but if you ever need to satisfy the curiosity of what England looked like in the 30s - let my homeboy hook you up.

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