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"Once, when I raptured in a violet glow given off by the Queen of the World, my father asked me why, and I thought he was crazy not to see. Of course I know now she was a mouse-haired, freckle-nosed, scabby-kneed little girl with a voice like a bat and a loving kindness of a gila monster, but then she lighted up the landscape and me." - John Steinbeck
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- We're All Winners, Deep Inside
- November 30th: And I'm just dreaming, counting the...
- November 27th: and he took my shoulders and he sho...
- November 24th: You don't recover from a night like...
- November 24th: You can keep to yourself. I'll kee...
- November 21st (very late): The broken clock is a c...
- November 21st: Woman, I ain't gonna meet you anywh...
- November 17th: I want to feel the car crash, cos I...
- November 12th: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. If y...
- November 11th: that's where I go when I go home
- November 10th: Nothing in life will ever come that...
- November 4th: Whenever you fall, as low as you can...
- November 3rd: I know it's been another long day
- November 1st: Let's start at the very beginning
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