At one end of the peculiar table Jeremy sat, and talked about poetry to Carl. He was a bit of a nutter. Next to him, Sheila was eating a farinaceous dish. Lewis listened intently to the words of Ursula. They were all drinking cider. And so was Jane. There was something quiet and achieved about […]

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