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enjoys long walks on the beach
loves sight-seeing in the berkshires
Something is beginning in order to end: adventure does not let itself be drawn out; it only makes sense when dead. ~ jean-paul sartre
She is rotting quietly under her skirts with a melancholy smile, like the odour of violets given off by a decomposing body. ~ jean-paul sartre
In a van down by the river