We none of us wanted a palace: we liked this humming little hell-hole with its atrophied rules and characters, its ogres and mascots. Alan Hollinghurst
The Folding Star
lack of adequate communication skills
I have cleaned the essentials. Wiped away the dirt and grit of wallow. I have shined the souls. Smeared some kind of protective cover on the whole thing. Moistuirized. Deodorized. Made new. Now, I wait for it to dry.
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