bright hot morning


December 22nd, 2011

Later she was homeward bound at last in broad daylight, with the pigeons already breaking over Saint-Sulpice.  All of them began to laugh spontaneously because they knew it was still last night while the people in the streets had the delusion that it was bright hot morning.

Tender is the Night


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