“Or so the sweaty dreams tell us, and then we wake and shake them off, and go to the window and look out at the bright cold sun on the empty streets.“
Dat’s pure poet-ree right dere! (But seriously, that’s a really fine sentence!)
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“Or so the sweaty dreams tell us, and then we wake and shake them off, and go to the window and look out at the bright cold sun on the empty streets.“
Dat’s pure poet-ree right dere! (But seriously, that’s a really fine sentence!)