The magnolia trees, budding... «The Marriage Plot»
Scribbling_Squirrel14 ноября 2011The magnolia trees, budding on the green, looked positively inflamed. They sent out a perfume that drifted through the windows of Semiotics 211. The magnolia trees hadn’t read Roland Barthes. They didn’t think love was a mental state; the magnolias insisted it was natural, perennial.
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