reading Tolstoy, Yeates, Dickens, Tennyson, Hardy, bronte, all them people. phyllis and verity laying next to me in bed. believeing brahms is the best thing since sliced bread. opium pipe at the ready. tophat and waistcoat. gentlemans clubs, archery. and never a dull moment. always moving from...
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girls allowed
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oysters
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rapier
weeping into a burger
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