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— Evelyn Waugh"My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of war-time. We possess nothing certainly except the past."
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— Evelyn Waugh"My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of war-time. We possess nothing certainly except the past."
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