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ofthepondsandthefountainsblehebrightlight.allthedistanow
siains.
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pleasure,andthecliuptothetopfloorofthehotelthat
lookedaneysofthehighhillofthequarter,leasure.
thefireplacedreanditandpleasantto
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slltangerinelikeesandthreheirskinsandspattheirseedsinthefirewheni
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broughtbaountainsanditookadrinkofkirschtowards
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ndarihatypocket.they
atnight.
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kneohappehatheday.
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parisandthink,donottenbeforeandyouenow.
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dothisallthetiiing,anditipline.
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peopleandnotigeverything,ihoped;leaing,ihoped;andihati
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hatneededluckasipline,wasawonderful
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ifibieooni
uldbhe
greatpaintingsostlybeentransferredtothelouvreandthejeude
pau.iasandthe
saheriressioniststhatihadfirstetoknoi
instituteatthepaintingofhatde
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goheluxeihroughthegardensandstopinatthestudio
apartntrudestei27ruedefleurus.
issstein,ahefriendhher
hadbeenveryrdialandfriendlyandhebigstudiohthegreat
paintings.itsinthefiseuxcepttherewasabig
firepladitandfortableandtheygaveyougoodthingstoeatandtea
andnaturaldistilledliqueursdefrourpleplu,yellosorwildraspberries.
thesecutglasscarafesinsllglasses
andirabelleorfraoisetheyalltastedlikethefruitsthey
cafroedintoantrolledfireonyuethatedyouandloosened
it.
sssteinan.she
hadbeautifuleyesandastronggeralsouldhavebeenfriulano
andsherendedofanortheitalianpeasantanobile
fagranthaireway
shehadprobablyeandatfirstit
peopleandplaces.
herpanionhadaverypleasantvoice,all,verydark,hherhaircutlike
joanofaronvelillustrationsandhadaveryhookednose.shewas
etthendshehisand
sayadeoionandlistened
totaking.aftere
thatshealy,olerated.butwe
likedsssteinandherfriend,althoughthefriendening.thepaintingsand
thecakesandtheeaudevieedtolikeustooaed
usasthoughanneredandprosingchildrenahat
theyfaveusforbeinginloveandbeingrriedtiy
totea,theyaccepted.
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beisssteinsatonthe
bedthathefloorandaskedtoseethestoriesihadtenandshesaidthatshe
likedthexichigan.
itsgood,shesaid.thatsnotthequestionatall.butitisinaccrochable.that
ansitislikeapicturethatapainterpaintsandthenheothangitwhenhehasa
shobecausetheyothaher.
butifitisnotdirtybutitisonlythatyouaretryingtousehatpeople
akethestoryetrueandthat
youstusetheouhavetousethe
butyoudohepointatall,shesaid.yousthingthatis
inaccrochable.therei
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