You never can tell. It is most uncomfortable for every one concerned. I presume that I may not kiss you in the street?” “Certainly not, sir,” she replied, laughing. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. What was the alternative to going home? No alternative appeared in that darkness. They WERE weird.
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