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Tallulah, ch. 1 (1952).

I have three phobias which, could I mute them, would make my life as slick as a sonnet, but as dull as ditch water: I hate to go to bed, I hate to get up, and I hate to be alone. Continue reading Tallulah, ch. 1 (1952).

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North by Northwest

The three of you together. Now that's a picture only Charles Addams could draw. Continue reading North by Northwest

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There are three schools of magic.

There are three schools of magic.

Continue reading There are three schools of magic.