You could walk the city streets and with every blink you could take in a new sight of beauty so great that your heart would weep for it. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. The voice of the young seaman came floating down from the masthead, and the story of the immortal lovers had begun. Or, after all, is it worth while? The Channel is a little broader than the Boulevards— but one crosses it sometimes. “Ohmigod, Katy, you fucking killed her!” A trio of girls sniggered.
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