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If there was any magic in this world that was not magic, it was wine. She smelled wet hay from a tumbledown field in Tuscany in the early morning, after the sky turned light, but before the sun burned off the dew.
Mateohar citeretfor 7 år siden
It didn’t matter where you were, if you were in a room full of books you were at least halfway home.
Mateohar citeretfor 7 år siden
didn’t matter where you were, if you were in a room full of books you were at least halfway home.