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…like people living in a country whose language they know so little that with all manner of beautiful and profound things to say, they are condemned to the banalities of the conversation manual.

Somerset Maugham, The Moon and Sixpence.

……………………..afternoon.
the wife is in the garden.

he has her umbrella. Continue reading →