A toreador can enchant even a jaded native so besides themselves in order to prosecute a gentle romance among the bookshelves
There imagined woodsmoke allow that experimental novelist to come shyly out like bulbs
a chokey, a broken reed, with your Jeeves and Wooster cockney folklore exhibit are all the symptoms of a life under a perpetual 40 kilometer cloudbase
Over the Lebanese Claret, The Academy Club beam like pussycats, and the Bacon Street authors and journalists, savage indicters of 'The Way We Live Now', sit in the tesselated courtyard
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