She fumbled in her apron pocket for her tobacco pouch. “Has anyone got a light?” she inquired. A couple of actors produced bundles of matches. Nanny nodded, and put the pouch away. “Good,” she said. “Now, has anyone got any tobacco?

...I don't think it's any more deceptive than wearing four-inch come-fuck-me pumps when one has no intention of ever fucking anybody.

Can’t they comprehend that not ever’thing’s done for a paycheck? That sometimes you just make a thing ’cause you wanna see how it’ll turn out, ’cause you have a feeling in your gut that it oughta be made?

Ahora: una palabra curiosa para expresar todo un mundo y toda una vida

Written By Ernest Hemingway

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