” John greeted him. He “went in” for microscopy in the unphilosophical Victorian manner as his “hobby. A white house that she often found charming loomed gray and ashen, its gardens shorn for the coming winter. He grabbed her legs and threw the covers from the bed. And so she came upon the word Love. He must fight the thought continually, day in and day out.
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