We middle-aged fools and we old fools can no longer dream. Lonesomeness isn't my worry. And behind— there was Paris, memories of amazing things, memories which made his cheeks burn and his heart beat quickly as he sat there waiting for her. “There is my aunt,” she said. “Very well,” she would say, “then I must go. .
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