Victorian Way

There are voices in life that you cannot forget. They appear in moments you may find strange or disturbing.

Another death, another writer passing on his secrets in philosophy.

There is a Victorian way of thinking in me. Half moon. I wouldn’t mind horses and a ride through the ice cold countryside.

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