It’s not meant to be taken like that, but remember that the Cambridge weekend was merely a ‘good weekend’ interspersed with arguments and sulks. Plus it rained too much and my body started to break down. In contrast, the week in London was a blissful, lazy, stress-free, gloriously sunny few days of paradise in an otherwise disordered year. No matter what happens in the future with Anastasia, that week was damn near perfect in a way I’ve not experienced in a long time, and it will be remembered as such.
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That's not very nice!
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