excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 146 (33 words)
excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 146 (33 words)
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When I went up to the station the music of the fair was playing, and its lights were casting odd looks on the village street. It had turned cold and the wind blew. |
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