In the recess beside the fireplace were some open bookshelves. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. ‘Beg your pardon, ma’am, but she’s enough to try the patience of a saint. It was if the world had blinked out for a moment.
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