Blog: Sticky Fingers
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original: https://amused-itself-to-death.tumblr.com/post/624774489713131520
condoravenue: “I dreamt of you last night—as if I was playing the piano and you were turning the pages for me.” — Vladimir Nabokov, in a letter to Véra Nabokov, 12 January 1924, Letters to Véra, ed. and transl. Olga Voronina and Brian Boyd