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the gift of pomegranates - Threshold
...she walked in through the out door.
the gift of pomegranates
To her I was the ideal man: brains, pluck. And there was none dressed better.
Vladimir Nabokov, Despair

Gian Lorenzo Bernini - The Rape of Persephone


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