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Home Choice Don’t let us make imaginary evils, when you know we have so many real ones to encounter.

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Don’t let us make imaginary evils, when you know we have so many real ones to encounter.

Polly, January 31, 2013

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I love everything that’s old; old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.

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