Currently reading: The Great Gatsby

The shadow of a tree fell abruptly across the dew and ghostly birds began to sing among the blue leaves. There was a slow, pleasant movement in the air, scarcely a wind, promising a cool, lovely day.”

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    1. Fuldstændigt enig! En så i bund og grund usmagelig historie gjort fuldstændigt vidunderlig med Fitzgeralds smukke ord. Det er ufatteligt imponerende.

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