Tombs were desecrated, beautiful statues toppled, and the colorful shops that she had been enchanted by along the canal had been closed or burned. He doesn't resemble you at all. “It’s like this,” he said, and dragged a stool beside her and sat down with his elbow four inches from hers and made a sketch. She had done forever with the Age of Chivalry, and her own base adaptations of its traditions to the compromising life. The very carts and vans and cabs that Wellington Street poured out incessantly upon the bridge seemed ripe and good in her eyes. The car ride to the new movie theater, a multiplex, was brief and harrowing.
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