A short piece from Eleanor Rodda:
"Oh yes rain, rain of course there is rain – I will stand here and be loudly dissatisfied, such is the nature of things – and it will rain. Of course I smoke. Notice the hacking cough and I’ll be coarse throughout as I should be, as I should be in this: too well fitted jacket, having lost the effect of effortlessness that it once had; that I once had."
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