Why does this sound so much like that other thing that happened 22 years ago? Let us hope, for the sake of everyone involved, that things will turn out much more peacefully this time ...
' ... From wrong to wrong the exasperated spirit Proceeds, unless restored by that refining fire Where you must move in measure, like a dancer.' The day was breaking. In the disfigured street He left me, with a kind of valediction, And faded on the blowing of the horn.
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