“It was a pleasant cafe, warm and clean and friendly, and I hung up my old water-proof on the coat rack to dry and put my worn and weathered felt hat on the rack above the bench and ordered a cafe au lait. The waiter brought it and I took out a notebook from the pocket of the coat and a pencil and started to write"
~Ernest Hemingway~
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
What does it mean to be a friend? -- Article Discussing Metamorphosis.
An interesting article if you've got time for a read-through. :)
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