Virginia Woolf is a gentle yet subversive reminder that more often than not the real story lies within the warp and woof of the incidental, the fleeting and the mundane.

jeudi, juillet 21, 2005
bananaducky
or how i have sunken to nihonggo-speak. think "it is sunny day. hope we be together."
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