Dear P (Part 16 in a 26-part series)

Dear P,

Admittedly, P, I favour your Greek equivalent: Π, but I promise that I do love you.  My own adopted name relies heavily upon your existence.  Your adventures in spelling make you out to either be a spy or perhaps some sort of prostitute.  The ability you have to be presented with other, weaker consonants, is described as “combination with other discrete consonants.”  I think it’s the inclusion of the word ‘discrete’ which really gets me.
Sometimes I get you confused with B.  I’m sorry for that, dear P.

Paka,
Peat

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