"So," he smiled, "correct me if I'm wrong..."
"Oh, brother!" I interjected, "That's bound to be a never-ending job!"
"But," he continued unperturbed, "didn't Poe want to have his own magazine?"
Friday, April 20, 2018
Bartleby, the Scribbler
"So," he smiled, "correct me if I'm wrong..."
"Oh, brother!" I interjected, "That's bound to be a never-ending job!"
"But," he continued unperturbed, "didn't Poe want to have his own magazine?"
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