Geography and Plays

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Excerpt: ... is the same is there summer, when is there more night than in winter. Return after the garden, remain after the tea, single out a timepiece, so hatly and so true there is neither more to do. All the time is the past and piece meal is that meal and a little chicken is a liver, and solitude is enough. A little jerk is no occasion, so supremely is there a category. Very good the place is rough, the bed is silver and the sheets are there, the little slipper is not organized, the pleasure is obtained and actually there is a garden. In union there is withering. In sunlight there is breakfast. A turn of the table does not mean that cups are there, it means that there is no loneliness and it means that the copy is not extreme when there is a frame. It does not mean any little thing. A clatter registered has a calming center. That is the outlasting of a sight of all. If it is possible that there is the result then certainly no one would think so. Every one does. There is no sense in such a history. There is no sense at all. Not a bit of broom has the window open, not a bit. No borrowing or lending and pearls are sweet. They are the same as a little chain, they have the color early, they see the time and they need no wine and they secure the distaste of pink pepper. Choose running anyway, that is to say that rolling has more distinction, choose a feather boa and range all the plumes and a yellow one is sweeter. Bake a table, the rest is empty, see the plate first, the first is distributed, see the arrangement the arrangement is in the curling Christmas. Bet more than sugar, copy no more principally, restrict more decoration, repeat the needle. There is made. So to see and so to go and so to turn the list around, so to go and so there is the practice of Nileing. Plainer sheets have simple stripes. A target is by way of marks. The youngest is shaken. The pleasure is rested. The length is the laughing dater, there is no challenge in mingling later. There is...