Everything is nothing. No one sees majesty and charm in you and me once the freshness of our bodily youth wilts. People only see indescribable sadness. We become invisible and useless. All this ruin…– Page read by VANESSA PLACE.
One day, one page, one sketch of GREAT EXPECTATIONS, published daily at 8:40 AM.
The Havisham Hour
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