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I spy a little bright cafe in one corner of the port, in front of which I now propose we should sit down

Posted on May 4, 2016 by mafalda

There is no certain clue to the date of the following; neither has it been possible to make sure what was the enclosure mentioned. The special illness referred to seems to be that of the beginning of May 1884. [Dots … Continue reading →

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Tag Archives: parrots

I spy a little bright cafe in one corner of the port, in front of which I now propose we should sit down

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