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I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From...
– Sylvia Path, The Bell Jar (via cutmeinquadrants)
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…Every evening I emerge from the subway station and stop to daydream about the...
– Nell Boeschenstein, Window Shopping (via alexbaca)
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