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I think it’s intelligent and residual…

But first… Dulltown, UK: Today’s quotation is from Vladimir Nabokov’s 1933 novel Laughter in the Dark, which I am currently re-reading: He married her because it happened just so. A trip to the mountains in her company, plus her fat … Continue reading

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