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You do live in France . . . but as soon as you move there, a group of radical facist bohemian junkies overthrows the government in a bloody coup, and you are executed for the good of society in the midst of all the uproar.
I wish I could fly.
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Hell is where the heart is.
"Poetry is the deification of reality." -Edith Sitwell
"Whoso eateth my flesh and drinketh my blood hath eternal life . . . "
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