Nancy Sinatra

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Un peu de douceur...encore que...he didn't take the time to lie...

On peut également lire ceci qui est de circonstance :
PHENISTONE ROAD, CLAPHAM,
August 20th, 190—.
I have had what I believe to be the most remarkable day in my life, and while the events are still fresh in my mind, I wish to put them down on paper as clearly as possible.
La suite de cette nouvelle de W.F.Harvey (1885 -1937) - Chaleur d'Août - est ici.