The attitude of the city on his action was of no importance to him, not because he was going to leave the city, but because any outside attitude on th...
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It was a curious day, slashed abruptly with fleeting, familiar impressions.
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He found himself remembering how on one summer morning they two had started from New York in search of happiness. They had never expected to find it, ...
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Amory, sorry for them, was still not sorry for himself - art, politics, religion, whatever his medium should be, he knew he was safe now, free from al...
