Even then she had understood vaguely that she had touched upon some philosophy of life: that one was never lonely when alone, only in the midst of crowds. That bruise will answer the same purpose. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. There was once a philanthropist who dressed with shameful shabbiness and carried pearls in his pocket. He gave you a poison.
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