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"That’s my Middle West — not the wheat or the prairies or the lost Swede towns, but the thrilling returning trains of my youth, and the street lamps and sleigh bells in the frosty dark and the shadows of holly wreaths thrown by lighted windows on the snow." - The Great Gatsby hundred lurkers.
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Reblogged from redvinesandlexicography
but when you smile at the ground it aint hard to tell
Reblogged from s0metime-ar0und-midnight
a trashy couple is going at it in the front yard.
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