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desperanceIt's, um, nearly four o'clock; I appear to have forgotten about lunch.
Ah, well. Not hungry anyway. Just... I don't know, really. Distrait. Something. There is a tide in the affairs of men, that seems to have sucked right out to the horizon. Um, hullo...?
Ah, well. Not hungry anyway. Just... I don't know, really. Distrait. Something. There is a tide in the affairs of men, that seems to have sucked right out to the horizon. Um, hullo...?