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Slightly abbreviated issue this week due to the unanticipated and unavoidable. 

DAH is me, David Anthony Hance. Let's face the music and dance. 

First up this week, Fruit …  
Would you like a bowl of fruit? Shall I slice a nectarine for you? These are questions my wife might ask. Might ask more likely in summer, when I'm more likely to say, "Yes, please." 
A wonder of the modern Western World is fruit accessibility. So many varieties of fruit! The rare treat of ripe fruit, a treat still but not so rare. And summer is the time. Neighbors regularly offer to share their bounty, farm stands and farmers markets are well stocked, specialty produce megastores can be found in most larger cities. Wherever you find it, the juicy taste of Summer fruit is as marvelous a treat as it ever was. But what once seemed a marvel is less impressive now that it's so ready-to-hand. But winter is coming, so let us not poo-poo the luxury of fruit in Summer.
Summer Fruits and Vegetables

Second up this week, Fungible …  
Fungible or non-Fungible? Fungible things, like nationally issued and assured cash money and standard investment stocks and bonds are fungible, replaceable with identical items. The market for these things has been rugged recently, more down than up. But nothing like the market for non-fungible cryptocurrencies (like Bitcoin). Their value roars up and down and up with frightening (to me) unpredictability. I've a bit of an understanding of cryptocurrency and block chains (not that I could make such things manifest). But the artworld of NFTs, or non-fungible tokens is still very murky to me. Take the Bored Ape Yacht Club, for example. Why would I want to be a member and how could I profit thereby? And while I'm a fun guy but I'm not fungible myself (haven't met the identical item, yet), although that's how I invest and do business. NFTs may nifty but they make me nervous.
NFTs, explained

Third up this week, Fortune …  
Did you see the movie Shakespeare in Love? Probably. If not, you should. It's a lovely, lively story. Not a documentary. It plays fast and loose with facts. But there's such flavor and import of the times, and there are handy tips about important people, without whom we'd know even LESS about Elizabethan theater. In the movie, theater owner Philip Henslowe is being tortured for bad debts. His promise made to escape pain, that he has a new play by William Shakespeare, is the inciting incident of the movie. There's much we could discuss about what we know, don't know, guess, and why we should care about the Shakespeare's world. Today I'm thinking about the possibly anally-retentive Henslowe's Fortune. I've visited the identified sites of London's Elizabethan Playhouses, and visited the recreation of the Globe (big thank you to American actor Sam Wannamaker!), but there was no existing Elizabethan theater to use as a model for that recreation. Ideas and inspiration had to be drawn from all over. But back to Henslowe: He contracted for the building of a new theater on the north bank of the Thames, The Fortune. And the construction contract survives. And much of that contract references details about how to make The Fortune grander than The Globe. That's how we know much of what we know about the past. It's bits and pieces of  information, not easy 1-2-3 information-please. And we've an understandable belief that famous things and people always curated their stories for appreciation by future generations. Today, we behave that way, many memorializing themselves as if those 100 years hence will care. But true retellings for past fortunes are almost always a rebuild from random remaining factoids. 
The Fortune Theatre

A Favorite Book About Shakespeare:
Shakesepare on Toast, by David Crystal
A slight and likeable look at Shakespeare. There must be something there, because I've read it through more than once and dip into it often. David Crystal is a linguist and a prolific author and editor, with a hand in more than 120 books. 

And a bit more:

Sonnet 18, by William Shakespeare

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

And that's all for this week.
From Mary Oliver’s poem Sometimes …  

Instructions for living a life:
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it.