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“That painted ship of theirs was the finest thing about them. Their faces had lines like grandfathers. Their eyes were bloodshot and dead. They flinched from my animals. “Let me guess,” I said. “You are lost? You are hungry and tired and sad?” — Madeline Miller
That painted ship of theirs was the finest thing about them. Their faces had lines like grandfathers. Their eyes were bloodshot and dead. They flinched from my animals.
“Let me guess,” I said. “You are lost? You are hungry and tired and sad?