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Wandering, lost among the crowds where I caught the strains of Luck, which was all it took to remind me of my good fortune… They had found a nice shaded spot on a park bench between a beech tree and the flowerbeds, the bees and hover flies, and the odd bobbing pigeon. His companion had …
O Texan Fyodor, you have plagiarised my heart! There was a hole in his shoe and his toes were sticking out of the sock. He pulled the blanket round him and put his hands down by his balls to keep warm. The blanket was soon wet, and he could not feel his toes. A passer-by …
I’ve never spoken about this before, though perhaps it can be inferred. The theory of doubles, as I have thought of it, of course, is not really a theory, but rather a series of motifs or themes. As if it presented a way of connecting things in my mind… the love between us flowed along …