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“As I walked briskly out the road the wind knifed at my face, but this sun caressed the back of my neck.” — John Knowles
As I walked briskly out the road the wind knifed at my face, but this sun caressed the back of my neck.
“As I walked briskly out the road the wind knifed at my face, but this sun caressed the back of my neck.” — John Knowles