In Ages Past“Enter Here”. The white lettering stood out brightly against the brown wood of the door. Claire pushed the door open slowly, trying to keep the hinges from squeaking. The brass knob was cool to her touch. She stepped through the doorway onto the gray and black tiled floor where the light from the massive antique chandeliers reflected off the polished tile surfaces. People were packed into all of the tables, bent over one volume or another, their faces illuminated by the glowing of the table lamps. Computers lined two of the walls, half of them occupied by busily typing students.In Ages Past
She had been coming to this library for years,
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I see you do a little photography, as well. I'll go on ahead and check out your gallery.
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"The most terrible poverty is loneliness, and the feeling of being unloved."
-Mother Teresa
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"Z dobrymi kadrami czasami bywa tak jak z okularami, szuka się ich, a one siedzą na nosie"
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co founder me
stop by and see it for yourself
(the site is the deviant Inu-fanclub)
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to young to die, to old to change...
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I believe in love.
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