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sunday mornings in libraries. sunday afternoons in cafes. nights spent face down listening to white noise. swing dresses dried flowers and a pink sofa. ink stains and squids and messy hair. records on repeat. joan didion and middlemarch. words clutched so tightly they might as well be heartbeats. bad temperedness to boot. and a skirt worn like a flag
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This comes as no surprise. A beautiful, engaging city with plenty to occupy.
Bad/good news. DId not get scholarship - can now find something else to do - maybe travel to Paris??
Love Mum
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