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After she had gone, the ghost of Walt Whitman appeared at my table."To what serves mortal beauty?" he murmured sagely.
"Well Walt," said I, "for a start it's nice to look at."
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Saturday, February 03, 2007
After she had gone, the ghost of Walt Whitman appeared at my table."To what serves mortal beauty?" he murmured sagely.
"Well Walt," said I, "for a start it's nice to look at."
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Oh, my goodness. No wonder you want Spanish lessons. :)
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