“Perhaps it was freedom itself that choked her.”
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“My New Year’s Eve Toast: to all the devils, lusts, passions, greeds, envies, loves, hates,…”
“The train tore along with an angry, irregular rhythm.”
“Perhaps it was freedom itself that choked her.”
“My New Year’s Eve Toast: to all the devils, lusts, passions, greeds, envies, loves, hates,…”
“The train tore along with an angry, irregular rhythm.”