. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. Here one might live the life of golden days. He, for his part, was trying to grasp the series of unexpected reactions that had so wrecked their tete-a-tete. Basically, I was raised in daycare.
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