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...I remember a rainy, depressing afternoon when she remarked 'What a pity we...
Author:
Christopher Isherwood
Book:
Christopher and His Kind
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...I remember a rainy, depressing afternoon when she remarked 'What a pity we can't make love, there's nothing else to do,' and he agreed that it was and there wasn't.
( Christopher Isherwood )
[ Christopher and His Kind ]
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