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So, Dave, what was the exhibition like then?…

But first… Dulltown, UK/Europe: Today’s quotation is another from Vladimir Nabokov’s 1928 novel, King, Queen, Knave, which I am currently re-reading. And at every corner, emblem of ineffable happiness, stood a sleek-hosed harlot whose features there was no time to … Continue reading

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