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Date: 2015-12-28 15:13:45 | As I ate the oysters, … and as I drank their cold liquor from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy, and to make plans. —Ernest Hemingway WellfDocument is deleted from original location. Download Document from Web Archive |