Pensive Piscean

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Why Hemingway is a bloody genius

Page 109 of ‘A Farewell to Arms’ – Henry : It’s raining hard. Catherine: And you’ll always love me, won’t you? Henry: Yes Catherine: And the rain won’t make any difference? Henry: No

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