When I was in Colditz, that impenetrable fortress, whittling away my life, I wanted to know this.””Looks like you’re still there, Shura.””No,” he said. “I’m in New York, a fly on the wall, trying to see you without me.

When I was in Colditz, that impenetrable fortress, whittling away my life, I wanted to know this.””Looks like you’re still there, Shura.””No,” he said. “I’m in New York, a fly on the wall, trying to see you without me.

– Paullina Simons –

The Summer Garden

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