You must forgive the poet’s license I take. Fool that I was to part with my lantern! But I'll soon set myself straight. She was noisy and hilarious and enthusiastic, and her hair was always abominably done. I'm no mollycoddle. They sucked face and felt each other up, or something. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. He could neither stifle nor deaden that.
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