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Well , I started walking up this hunchback of cement they call Scenic View and I kept on aimlessly till I came to this street I hadn't been on in a long time . It was in the mill - slums : rows of shotgun houses and two storey fire ...
Well , I started walking up this hunchback of cement they call Scenic View and I kept on aimlessly till I came to this street I hadn't been on in a long time . It was in the mill - slums : rows of shotgun houses and two storey fire ...
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Gordon watched Augusta glide in towards the ballroom and then he walked down the marble staircase to the gardens . He threw his cigarette into some bushes and walked among the flowers thinking . Byron was getting the upper hand .
Gordon watched Augusta glide in towards the ballroom and then he walked down the marble staircase to the gardens . He threw his cigarette into some bushes and walked among the flowers thinking . Byron was getting the upper hand .
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Then she smiled and walked to meet him in the center of the room . " I thought , " Gordon said , pushing a wisp of hair back from his forehead , " That since we're living in the past tonight , you might like to be courted in what was ...
Then she smiled and walked to meet him in the center of the room . " I thought , " Gordon said , pushing a wisp of hair back from his forehead , " That since we're living in the past tonight , you might like to be courted in what was ...
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