A man of medium height wearing a tan suit stepped into a park. He remarked quickly a newfound serenity. It was late autumn, and the strength of the leaves’ fingers faded with their color. “I shall sit here a while and dawdle,” he thought to himself, “as today is a day less busy than others.”
His coat spread on the turf, the man sat down to the
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HUGE fan of this.
Personally, I find the little associations and repetitions really intriguing.
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