Symptom: the place is just fine as long as you are there. You begin to study the meaning of the flight of birds.
Cure: put on those stained pants and mop the walls: enlevez les dégats and bouchez the holes. Know that you have left your trace otherwise.
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I am leaving to Corsica. Love. So many many many much to add. R. "Souvenirs, Souvenirs, souvenirs, kauft, kauft ihr Leute, kauft Sie ein..." RRR.
Darling Dr. Ro:
Countless corsican kisses to you, mon cher.
"When you start with a style, you are dead. When you start with an idea, you are free."
R. Avedon
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