We have finally reached the twenty-first century. What a time to be alive! I never speak to my neighbours, and they don’t speak to me. An old lady, who lived down the road, died in her apartment and wasn’t discovered for three months. The city streets, on...
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My love, you looked so radiant tonight,Seated at your dresser combing your hair,Crowned with a bright golden halo of lightFrom the lamp on the stand beside your chair.Though you demur, I only speak the truthWhen I declare, that ‘spite of time, your faceHa...