"She was dull, unattractive, couldn't tell the time, count money or tie her own shoe laces... But I loved her
O love, if I regret the age when one savors you, it is not for the hour of pleasure, but for the one that follows it.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
O love, if I regret the age when one savors you, it is not for the hour of pleasure, but for the one...
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