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so dramatic,' you say as you turn back and with half a wave drive to the airport for your flight. i take the next ferry out. it is over, we shall pretend. a story has no beginning or end. anamnesis we were like young lovers breathless, feverish, teasing, laughing. now i watch your face coarsened by lard
so dramatic,' you say as you turn back and with half a wave drive to the airport for your flight. i take the next ferry out. it is over, we shall pretend. a story has no beginning or end. anamnesis we were like young lovers breathless, feverish, teasing, laughing. now i watch your face coarsened by lard...
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